The Grobe

Sometimes the ones that you hold so close can make you cry
 But it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go
 With a battered wish, you hoped that the monkey wore a tie
 But it's no surprise to find he don't
 Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
 And take a little sniff of the things below
 Bring it to a boil and simmer low
 Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
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 Watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside
 Didn't get a chance to let him know
 Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide
 Please don't let my brain explode
 Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
 And take a little sniff of the things below
 Bring it to a boil and simmer low
 Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe