The Grobe Lyrics - White Pepper - Ween

Sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry 

But it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go, oh 

With a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie 

But it's no surprise to find he don't 

Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po 

And take a little sniff of the things below 

Bring it to a boil and simmer low 

Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe 

Watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside 

Didn't get a chance to let him know, oh 

Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide 

Please don't let my brain explode, oh 

Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po 

And take a little sniff of the things below 

Bring it to a boil and simmer low 

Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe