Hey! Uh I'm Bob Log the Third, one man band, Tucson, Arizona. Hey! Let me introduce the band to you: On cymbals, left foot. Over here on the ba** drum, we got right foot. Shut up! This is my left hand that does all the slide work, Right hand does the picking, My mouth hole does most the talking, And you're looking at my finger. Don't talk to my finger, my finger is an a**hole. Woo! Fat Possum! Uh! Come on! Bob Log the Third Thanks for coming out tonight everybody Go ahead, put your b**b in my scotch. Make your bubble strut put wall to wall stank. Wiggle that room Keep bumping those buns and spill that drink. Wee! Uh! I'll sell ya a tube top. I'll sell ya some panties. I'll sell ya a jacket Uh! What you want? Show me your teeth! Turn up the helmet up, man. Turn up the immune system in the monitor. Turn up the HEY! No, I ain't gonna. I ain't, Yes I am. Uh! Shut up! Bob Log the Third Here he comes. Here he comes. There he goes! Hey! Look at that. Uh! I'm a professional, god damn it! I live in a car. Hey!