Grandpa is hiding inside of his organ
Not letting me in
Been there just waiting before I was born
For someone to break in
He might be gone but I smell him inside
To hint of the attic he used to reside
I know that forever
He'll smile as the hammers strike down
For he has a jolly good sound
For he has a jolly good sound
Grandpa is hiding inside of his organ
Not letting me in
Been there just waiting while I formulated
A pact to get in
He might be gone but I know he's inside
Landing his songs and I wish you comply
I know that forеver
He'll smile as somе hammers strike down
For he has a jolly good sound
For he has a jolly good sound
For he has a jolly good sound