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