Lyrics

[Verse]
Grampa Jimmy’s got his chair by the old wood stove,
Remote in hand, he’s in his Fox News grove.
Talking ‘bout the world like it’s coming undone,
Every night’s a battle that he swears he’s won.

[Verse 2]
He's got his coffee cup stained with time,
Shaking his head, says things ain’t fine.
Talking ‘bout the past like it’s shining gold,
Grampa Jimmy’s stories never get old.

[Chorus]
Grampa Jimmy, oh why won’t you see,
The world ain’t as dark as you make it to be.
Turn that channel, take a look outside,
The sun’s still shining, and life’s a good ride.

[Verse 3]
He talks ‘bout the news like it’s carved in stone,
Says "fair and balanced" in a righteous tone.
But we all just smile and let him be,
‘Cause that chair’s his throne and he won’t break free.

[Bridge]
There’s a whole world waiting outside that screen,
Fields of green grass and skies so serene.
But Grampa Jimmy’s stuck in his point of view,
Lord, how we wish he’d try something new.

[Chorus]
Grampa Jimmy, oh why won’t you see,
The world ain’t as dark as you make it to be.
Turn that channel, take a look outside,
The sun’s still shining, and life’s a good ride.