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Bob that head
Awwh, awwh, ah
Yeah yeah, yeah,yeah

Tricked out truck kit
Runnin' boards black lit
KC roll bar
Had to mow an extra yard
Just so he
Bob that head
Awwh, awwh, ah
Yeah yeah, yeah,yeah

Tricked out truck kit
Runnin' boards black lit
KC roll bar
Had to mow an extra yard
Just
if there's nothing else to do.

Doug- Good day, eh?
In case you thought, like, I wasn't on this part!

Bob- Oh, I guarantee ya, you'd be on.
for thirteen days 
And I came to get relief 
At Bob's Party Time.
Pack my nose with cocaine 
Feed my filthy hole.

Bust out the dancin' women
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
if there's nothing else to do.

Doug- Good day, eh?
In case you thought, like, I wasn't on this part!

Bob- Oh, I guarantee ya, you'd be on.
if there's nothing else to do.

Doug- Good day, eh?
In case you thought, like, I wasn't on this part!

Bob- Oh, I guarantee ya, you'd be on.
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
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 who knows just what to do 
When the doctor
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 who knows just what to do 
When the doctor
or men of wealth
Meet me in the tavern to drink my health
BOB:
Oh, who's that standing in my path (BING: Stand clear!)
Arrgghh, don't ya know you're
or men of wealth
Meet me in the tavern to drink my health
BOB:
Oh, who's that standing in my path (BING: Stand clear!)
Arrgghh, don't ya know you're
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
or hail 
I'll work and work the whole day through 
To get your letters safe to you 

Bob and Anything Muppet #1: 
'Cause a postman is a person in your
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon, 
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade, 
And all
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon,
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade,
And all
friend Bob.
When Willy got to Bob's house, he found that Bob, in utter despair,
Had shot himself in the head,
"Some people have no patience whatsoever"
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 who knows just what to do 
When the doctor
bank and we got upsot 

[Chorus:]

A day or two ago, the story I must tell 
I went out on the snow, and on my back I fell
A gent was riding by, in
on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out into the light
He
Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh yeah

A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
bank
And there we got upsot.

A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by
In
And there we got upshot

A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell

A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open
And there we got upshot

A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open