Tim Timebomb - Bob lyrics

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, oiTo pa** the time and someone shaved his head He got a new identity Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots And a girl who rides a scooter oughtTo take him out of town They would get away Riding around, as the trucks drive by You could here the motherf**ers goA couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show, yeah Bob's the kinda guy he knows just what Bob's the kinda guy he knows just what to doWhen the doctor tells him to "Quit your drinkin', now's the time" Will he ever walk the line? To all my friends, I feel just great Will he ever 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? Will he ever walk the line? A will he ever walk the line?Bob