Father:
We're travelling
Down a bumpy road
Just relaxing
Let the miles unfold
Nothing brings a family 'gether like some dust in the eye
And we'll be there in the nick of time
Me and my family
We're smiling
At a steady pace
Mother:
Your daughters crying
Father:
Missouri's such a beautiful state
And it feels like everyday's another fourth of july
I got my freedom and my slice of pie
My beautiful family
Now come on kids it's time that we play a game
I spot some fun out here on the great plains
Stop for a second take it all in
"Are we there yet?" is the wrong question
You thought road trips were lame
Well they all ain't the same oh no
It's the grind
Take it one day at a time
And we'll find our way back home
Free your mind
Push your worries down the line
And we'll ease on down the road
Stop and look around do the chimney rock
Daughter:
Dad that totally looks like a giant co-
Father:
Cock-a-doo-del-do!
I wish there was something that could capture this moment
Something that fits right into your pocket
But we got time to kick the idea around
Oh boy!
It's the grind
Every bump by design
To grow some hair on your chest
Fall in line
Let your debt read the signs
Whose your daddy
Two got company
Of the wild wild west
Mother:
I'm trying
To enjoy the trip
I'm babysitting
But not my kids
Sometimes I wonder what the hell goes on in his head
Would he notice if any one of us wound up dead
Whom I kidding
Lord knows he'd kill himself instead
Can't say I'd tell a difference in bed
My beautiful family-
Son:
Dad I wanna keep this as a pet!
Father:
Throw it in a bag!
Mother:
Do that and you will regret it!
Father:
We need a few souvenirs if we past the test
Daughter:
I think I'm gonna throw up
Father:
If you're motion sick then get off the pot
And give the sole of your feet a shot
Nothing quite cures your heels like a song and dance
It's the grind yeah yeah
Family dance break
Father:
Everyone say yeah e yeah yeaaah
Everyone:
Yeah e yeah yeaaah
Father:
Say yeah ye yeaaaaaah
Everyone:
Yeah ye yeaaaaaah
Father:
And say hey e ah aah ahahahah
Everyone:
Hey e ah aah ahahahah
Father:
Say hey ahahahahah yeah e yeah e yeah e yeaaaaaaaaah-
Son:
Dad
Father:
It's the grind
Yeah
