[Verse 1]
And in walks Bob, the cons man slob
Sleeps on the floor
His van broke down, outside of town
On his last tour, and he said
"Hey Bob
Guess your tour is ending into Dover"
[Refrain]
"Hey Bob
But you're movin' back to California"
[Verse 2]
This geezer torn, his flannelled worn
He sports one of them big ol' chains
And his sky is gray, but that's okay
He loves the rain, and he said
"Hey Bob
Well, the doctor says it's not Pneumonia"
[Refrain]
"Hey Bob
But you're movin' back to California"
[Interlude]
Woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah
Well, I don't get it, I don't get it
How could any human bеing
Get so much trouble?
I don't get it, I don't get it
Just another Johnny Rotten
[?]
[Verse 3]
He placed an ad, to form his band
But no one called
He creams to be on MTV
Or maybe make the movie
"Hey Bob
Ozzy said it would destroy ya"
[Refrain]
"Hey Bob
But you're movin' back to California"
"Hey Bob"
"Hey Bob
But you're movin' back to California"
[Outro]
[Tasmania?]
Arizona
Marijuana
Minnesota
Tom Broker
Oklahoma
Jambalaya