Bob Lyrics - Rancid

He spent 15 years 

Getting loaded for 15 years 

Till his liver exploded 

Now what's Bob gonna do 

Now that he can't drink? 

The Doctor said: "What ya been thinking bout?" 

Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing. 

Now I gotta do something else 

To pass the time 

Had someone shave his head 

He got a new identity 

62 hole air cushioned boots 

And a girl who rides a scooter 

To take him out of town 

They would get away 

Running around 

And as the trucks drive by 

You can hear the mother fuckers go "PUNK!" 

A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe 

He'll be kicking in heads at the punk rock show 

Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what 

Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do 

When the doctor tells him to 

Quit your drinking, now's the time 

But will he ever walk the line? 

To all my friends I feel just great 

But will he ever walk the line? 

Kicking ass, and busting heads 

Red suspenders 

Once a day he shaves his head 

But will he ever walk the line? [Repeat: x2]