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letra de the grabby greb and the great big gimme - meatbag & machine

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[verse 1]
the greb was a grabber, a taker, a sn-tcher
he took all the cookies and stole our back scratcher!
he started off small—just a penny or two
but soon he was taking the laces from shoes!

[verse 2]
he took all the b-ttons, the buckles, the bows
he sn-tched all the stitching right out of our clothes
from doorkn-bs to dinner plates, he pilfered our wares
he even took grandpa’s last wispy grey hairs

[chorus]
oh greb, oh greb, you’ve taken too much!
you’ve gobbled, you’ve grabbed, you’ve sn-tched up a bunch!
you’ve taken the sky, you’ve taken the sea—
what’s left for the rest of the people like me?

[verse 3]
but greb wasn’t done, no, he wanted some more
so he came and he took all the tiles from the floor
he took all my giggles, he took all my dreams
he bottled up laughter to fund his machines

[verse 4]
the greb’s gotten brazen with what he will take
he tells us it’s best for everyone’s sake
there once was a time when we stopped him at tea
but now he takes everything from you and me
[chorus]
oh greb, oh greb, you’ve taken too much!
you’ve gobbled, you’ve grabbed, you’ve sn-tched up a bunch!
you’ve taken the sky, you’ve taken the sea—
what’s left for the rest of the people like me?

[verse 5]
then greb made a rule: “from now on,” he said
“i own all your thoughts from inside of your head!
if you think something spicy, or daring, or new
you must bring it to me, for that thought is mine too!”

[verse 6]
the people all trembled, the people all frowned
’til one little voice stood up from the crowd
“we gave him our b-ttons, we gave him our bows
but taking our thinking? that’s simply too gross!”

[bridge]
and slowly, but surely, the people all grew
they stood up together and said, “that won’t do!”
the greb shrank and shriveled, he wobbled, he spun
and with one final poof… his reign was all done

[final chorus]
oh greb, oh greb, you’ve taken too much!
you’ve gobbled, you’ve grabbed, you’ve sn-tched up a bunch!
you’ve taken the sky, you’ve taken the sea—
but i’ve had enough, now it’s time to be free!

- meatbag machine

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