L7 - Uncle Bob Lyrics
Uncle bob, youre a drunken slobDaddy brought home a real winnerYeahWake the guest, drink the teaFor his holiday dinnerUncle bob walked through the doorHe was builtHe was *****ing ga-galoreThe strength of his body was kind of a shockThe first time he put mike in a headlockHe crossed the linePut his feet on the chairHow can we fine ? ? aunt?Uncle bob, youre a drunken *****ing slobUncle bob, youre a drunken slob