-> "Through the Grief and Guilt"
Original Song Title:
"Through the Fire and Flames"
Parody Song Title:
"Through the Grief and Guilt"
The Lyrics
On a cold winter mornin',
In a time before the move,
In'the shadow of Gram's eternal guilt, her wickedness she proves!
Tries to act like she's good and kind, but she's wrong, and that she knows,
Whole fam'ly's bound by webs of lies that mostly she has told,
When the guilt trips are flyin' fast, and ya know that it's not ri-ight,
'Sound of her evil laughter haunts me in my dreams tonight!
With the blackest soul, on South Campbell, she hates when we rejoice!
She'll bring us down with the sound of her voooooice!
...So we escaped from that hole! When the madness took it's evil toll,
One of us almost snapped, so we took no more crap!
Got an apartment,
Fled from the darkness,
Never to return to it agaaaain!
And though the new place is down in the sluuuu-uuuuums, That's where our deliverance from her coooomes,
And if we ever must return to-oo her again, she'll see,
That the guilt trip plane will not take off with me...
Though she tries to oppose us, and barge in whene'er she can,
In our new life, we flee from strife, that's dealt from her wretched hand....
She pretends she has changed and she's nice, in attempts to win us back,
But every word, she says is by, some evil intent backed,
With the blackest soul, on South Campbell, she goes out of her way,
To secretly harass us every daaaay!
...But we've escaped from her hole! Her advances all have proven null,
Now she has almost snapped, no more good energy to sap!
Down with the darkness,
We're in our apartment,
Life's still hard, but it's better than befoooore!
And though the place may be down in the sluuuu-uuuuums, That's where our deliverance from her coooomes,
And if we ever must return to-oo her again, she'll see,
That the guilt trip plane will not take off with me...
Ohh-ohh-ohhhh,
Ohh-ohh-ohhhh,
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohhhh,
Ohh-ohh-ohhhh,
Ohh-ohh-ohhhh,
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohhhh,
(Guitar solo)
Now all alone in the darkness she waits...
And in that darkness she does contemplate...
And in the mess she has made, she's no choice but to wade,
No pride for her claws to deflate,
...'Cause our apartment that's down in the sluuuu-uuuuums, That's where to, from her house we have coooooome,
If we're for some awful reason, with her again, she'll see,
That the guilt trip plane will not take off with me...
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