Where I Get It From Elliott Smith

My daddy was shy, he lived in Cheyenne
He turned as red as I've ever seen a man
And his skin was thick, and he was hard as a brick
And just couldn't talk to no one
And that must be where I get it from

My uncle worked in a plutonium mine
His job was to set up the dynamite
And he got too close to a charge underground
And all of his feelings went numb
And that must be where I get it from

Kiyay, yippee eiyo
Kiyay, yippee eiyo

My mama was ten feet tall
She wasn't afraid of nothing at all
And she said her prayers to be proper and all
She swore on a grave and a gun
And that must be where I get it from

Great-grandad went mad, he was totally tweaked
He wore the same suit every day of the week
And I asked how it feels to be such a freak
And he said, "You tell me, son"
And that must be where I get it from