Bob - Tim Timebomb
He spent fifteen years getting loaded
Fifteen years 'till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he can't drink
The doctor said whatcha been thinkin' 'bout
Bob said that's the point
I won't think about nothing
Now I gotta do something else
Oi oi oi
To pass the time pass shaved his head
Got a new identity
Sixty two holed air cushioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter avoid
Take him out of town
They could get away
Riding around as the trucks drive by
You can here the motherf**kers go
A couple of lines an extra thermos of Joe
He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Bob's the kinda guy he knows just what to do
When the doctor tells him to
Ha quit your drinkin' now's the time
Will he ever walk the line
To all my friends I feel just great
Will he ever even walk the line
Kickin' a** and bustin' heads
Red suspenders
Once a day he shaves his head
But will he ever walk the line
Will he ever walk the line
Will he ever walk the line
