Rancid - Bob

Fifteen years getting loaded
Fifteen years `till his liver exploded
Now what`s Bob gonna do now that he can`t drink?
The Doc said, "What were you thinkin` `bout?"
Bob said, "That`s just the point,
I wasn`t thinkin` `bout nothing
Now I gotta do something else to pass the time."
Had someone shave his head
Got a new identity
Sixty-two holed air conditioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter to take him out of town
They could get away
Riding around, as the trucks drive by
You could here the mother fuckers go...
A 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 who knows just what
Bob`s the kinda guy who knows just what to do
When 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
But will he ever walk the line
Kickin` ass and bustin` heads
Red suspenders