Greasy Granny’s Gopher Gravy (Part 1 & Part 2) Songtext
von Gov’t Mule

Back in El Sobrante where the sun don′t shine
Near the Iron River, past the old church line
Lives a hot gal that smells of stale wine
We call her Greasy Granny

She's a hocked up, frocked up, no call witch
She′s a slap down, crank down, two-ball bitch
She's stone washed denim if she's wearing a stitch
We love our Greasy Granny

Get your gopher gravy
From Greasy Granny
Separate your mind
From your body


Granny′s house is hotter than a old moose cub
She′s a-cookin' up the gravy in a clawfoot tub
Waitin′ in the kitchen, you can get a back rub
From old Greasy Granny

Greasy Granny's gravy, it′ll make you sing
It'll shrivel up your pecker, make a nostril sting
Rot out your teeth and make your left ear ring
Good old Greasy Granny

Get your gopher gravy
From Greasy Granny
Separate your mind
From your body

Get your gopher gravy
From Greasy Granny
Separate your mind
From your body


Get your gopher gravy
From Greasy Granny
Separate your mind
From your body