Grandma's Killer Fruitcake sing and play along

The holidays were upon us and things were goin' fine,

'til the day I heard the doorbell and a chill ran up my spine.

I grabbed the wife and children as the postman wheeled it in;

a yearly Christmas nightmare has just come back again.

It was harder than the head of Uncle Bucky;

heavy as a sermon of Preacher Lucky;

one's enough to give the whole state of Kentucky a great big belly ache!

It was denser than a drove of barnyard turkeys;

tougher than a truckload of allbeef jerky;

drier than a drought in Albuquerque;

Grandma's killer fruitcake.

holidays were upon us and at our fam'ly feast.

'til the day I heard the doorbell just to keep the fam'ly peace.

I grabbed the wife and children but the said it tasted fine.

a yearly Christmas nightmare is where I draw the line.

It was harder than the head of Uncle Bucky;

heavy as a sermon of Preacher Lucky;

one's enough to give the whole state of Kentucky a great big belly ache!

It was denser than a drove of barnyard turkeys;

tougher than a truckload of allbeef jerky;

drier than a drought in Albuquerque;

Grandma's killer fruitcake.

cake. It's early Christmas mornin';

the phone rings us awake.

how we liked the cake?

It was harder than the head of Uncle Bucky;

heavy as a sermon of Preacher Lucky;

one's enough to give the whole state of Kentucky a great big belly ache!

It was denser than a drove of barnyard turkeys;

tougher than a truckload of allbeef jerky;

drier than a drought in Albuquerque;

Grandma's killer fruit...

Grandma's killer fruit...

Grandma's killer fruitcake!

Grandma's killer fruitcake!