Grits - Memories lyrics
[Grits - Memories lyrics]
Picnic that mama made
Attracted to the sweetness of the pies
Taste of marmalade chocked with goodness
Ice-cream is melted I'm afraid
We accept the bad with good times
Memories to fade
Fruit flies swarm around the
Picnic that mama made
Attracted to the sweetness of the pies
Taste of marmalade chocked with goodness
Ice-cream is melted I'm afraid
We accept the bad with good times
Memories to fade
I remember licking cake batter spoons
Making tents in the rooms
Playing with my cousins underneath
The full Georgia moon
Keen advice from Cousin Davy
Kept my faith tight
And Wavies Curl bag that holds every dew rags
And pork and beans, potted meat and saltines
Grilled cheese and pig feed
Bullet grapes and palm trees
Sweetness of my memories
My daddy had a '98, yellow like banana peels
Whitewalls and custom wheels
Pillows in the window sills
They called my granddaddy "Razor"
He was cold-witted he hit the hooch
You made him mad and you was gone feel it
Miss Flaws sat next to my grandma
And the backbone
And an angel in disguise took
The chord of family ties
Fruit flies swarm around the
Picnic that mama made
Attracted to the sweetness of the pies
Taste of marmalade chocked with goodness
Ice-cream is melted I'm afraid
We accept the bad with good times
Memories to fade
Fruit flies swarm around the
Picnic that mama made
Attracted to the sweetness of the pies
Taste of marmalade chocked with goodness
Ice-cream is melted I'm afraid
We accept the bad with good times
Memories to fade
Blessed with the gift of gab
Holding potential's essential to pinch you
Convince you that we got the
Strength to lift the slab
We ain't just a shifting fad
Jonesing for whatever ops should come our way
Recover from the losses, cautious, I'm okay
Take my breath away
Take it to immeasurable heights
Scoping through my point of view
Take a picture through my sights
Pray that Im-a rap it right
Rep it, overstepping boundaries
Guessing lessons, natural progressions
Hoping they don't clown me
Chatter join the memory bliss
Spotted in the corner, plotting
Any coffeehouse in town is going down
I shag it rotten, gang up or keeping options
Symphonies that might hip-opera
By thirty mix states
I'm thumbing through my brain synapses
Recall the gall that made me stumble
Fall for gain some of y'all forced the stall
Falls and master walls, now here we are
Mama's teaching standing strong
Daddy's discipline is out the window
Daddy's presence wasn't felt
So I knelt within the in
Fruit flies swarm around the
Picnic that mama made
Attracted to the sweetness of the pies
Taste of marmalade chocked with goodness
Ice-cream is melted I'm afraid
We accept the bad with good times
Memories to fade
Flies swarm around the picnic that mama made
Attracted to the sweetness of the pies
Taste of marmalade chocked with goodness
Ice-cream is melted I'm afraid
We accept the bad with good times
Memories to fade