Songtexte
Once I was an extraterrestrial being
I was nine years old
Traveling on spaceships
Interdimensionally
Skipping through time behind my grandmothers house
I was once a Cuckoo Bee
Space was where I went
When the sad times came I would invent
I was a Cuckoo Bee
Woke up with the sun
The moon was still there
I didn't want to look
But the sun didn't care
The storm had settled down into a Marigold
I found a missed call frozen on my phone
Grandpa was a worker bee
Tougher than the sun
When he pointed to the outside window
His battle finally done
It was a Sunday
Can you believe?
He chose a Sunday
Grandma was his queen
Oh, holy Sunday
Can you believe
Hallelujah
Grandpa was a king
It was a Sunday
Can you believe?
He chose a Sunday
Grandma was his queen
Oh, holy Sunday
Can you believe
Halleluja
Grandpa was a king
We ain't dead yet
But soon we'll be
He will be waiting
For you and me
We ain't dead yet
But soon we'll be
He will be waiting
For you and me
Writer(s): Cory Coffman
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