Lyrics: Neil Young. Greendale. Bringin' Down Dinner.

The evening fog was rolling in
It was getting hard to see
The old white car edged down the road
Headed for the double e

She was bringin' down dinner for Grandpa
It was crawlin' with vitamins
And tender as a mother's love
When she saw the TV vans

The side door was open
There were three TVs
Grandpa's face was on every one
He was talkin' to a woman with a microphone
She was sexy and her hair was all done

Sun Green came out and met Grandma then
"My, you're such a beautiful girl
Mother Earth needs more like you
You should go out now and see the world

What's grandpa doin' on TV?
I got his dinner in the car
All these vans have blocked our road
But we can carry it, it's not too far"