one for the Iron Grandmother Fossilized pharaohs of narrowness Elders of grave renown Put their feet down to beat down progress Back in Orange my hometown When I was a kid that was what they did Because the Bible told them so I guess The City Fathers according to The Iron Grandmother Were worthy of mockery were who Were even too too for her The only way she could ever get rid Of them was death or taxes in excess Grandma was too but not too too so That shows they must have been Some very too too old men you know When I was a kid back then The fear that haunts my hometown was to blame Some City Mothers now but still the same +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII