Won't you come with me and we can take a ride in the sun
We can laugh out loud and shout about our doubts and everyone
Can go to hell cause we won't care cause we'll be having so much fun
And we won't stop until they take away our guns

And when you get up in the morning and you empty out your eyes
And your head is big and lumpy and your brain is filled with pies
And you act like everything that you've become's one big surprise
And you mumble to yourself and you stumble through the lies

And when you button up your pants and your belly's like a baby
Getting bigger everyday until it almost drives you crazy
And you look inside the mirror and there's someone else in there
And you wonder where you went and it really isn't fair

You're really unaware
You really want to care
You want to be the one
You want to be the granddaddy
Winner in the sun

And when you think you've found the answers to your prayers and all your dreams
But she look like Elvis Presley and she smells like gasoline
And they tell you that you're crazy but you say they're full of beans
And everyday is Halloween
I'm not quite sure just what I mean

I mean I couldn't have a Betty Crocker kind of life
You know a car a house the kids a cook a maid a job a wife
You know sometimes I think that kinda thing might not be bad but nice
But god I’m tired of advice
I want to lead a life of crime and petty vice
I want to be the only one
I want to bowl with all the stars
I want to be the one
The granddaddy winner in the sun