Family Fun Night (from the eyes of a little girl) (Verse 1) Mom says it’s grown-up talk again, I sit and watch the show. Grandma’s got her shiny pan, Grandpa’s voice says “No!” He swings his stick like on TV, she screams but looks so brave— I clap my hands and giggle loud, I love the way they play. (Chorus) It’s Family Fun Night, my favorite kind of show. No need for bedtime stories, I learn what love can do. They yell, they dance, they throw the plates, the heroes never cry— Family Fun Night, it’s just you and I. (Verse 2) Grandma says he drinks too much, he says she talks too loud. I hum a little lullaby, while thunder shakes the house. The clock says nine, the lights go out, I hide behind my chair— their love’s a firework in June, and I can smell the air. (Chorus) It’s Family Fun Night, the living room’s alive. Grandpa wins, then Grandma wins, it’s how they stay alive. Tomorrow we’ll have pancakes, and no one asks me why— Family Fun Night, where angels learn to lie. (Bridge) Sometimes Grandma bleeds a bit, but she still makes the tea. She says, “Honey, don’t you worry, it’s just grown-up comedy.” And I laugh until I choke a bit, ‘cause laughter’s how we hide— the bruises on the fairytale, the love that slowly died. (Final Chorus) Family Fun Night, they call it “just a fight.” But every time the curtain falls, I pray they’ll both survive. If heaven has a living room, I hope it’s clean and bright— no more Family Fun Night,
