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BOB THE DRUMMER

SONG LYRICS

See I'm tryin' to start this rock band
And my drummer really needed a kit
He's really into Bonham and Ozzy
You know he really likes to hit

So we spent our days looking at drum ads
'Cause neither one of us had a job
We circled this one cool offer
"Cheap drums, ask for Bob"

So we jumped into my Pinto
And we flew over to his place
We ran up the stairs and knocked on the door
Enter Robert's face

Now ol' Bob was a drummer
He lived with his kit in Glendale
Weddings and Bar Mitzvahs
He's do any gig for half-scale

With his five-piece '69 Slingerland
Silver two-tone glitter
He played her skin like a gentleman
He didn't like to hit her

Like a mime with a megaphone
Like snow comin' down in summer
Like Dr. King with a submachine
Like Rock 'n' Roll and Bob

Bob the Drummer, yeah
Bob the Drummer

Now he fixed us both some coffee
He let me play his snare
He lied about the good old days
And how he ended up here

We let him go on for hours
Talkin' 'bout one-night stands
He said "You gotta pay your dues, son"
I said "I think I understand"

He didn't give a damn about the Grateful Dead
Sabbath or Pink Floyd
But when he got down behind that set
Old Bob could make some noise

Like a mime with a megaphone
Like a snow comin' down in summer
Like Dr. King with a submachine
Is Rock' n' Roll

Bob the drummer, yeah
Bob the drummer
Bob the drummer, yeah
Bob the drummer

We wondered where the time went
And I did still wanna buy some drums
My throat went dry and I felt kinda sick
When I offered him two hundred ones

He said he guessed he wasn't ready to sell her
You never know when there might be a gig
He shot me his best Mona Lisa
And took the last drag off his cig

And with his Mr. Rogers sweater
And his velvet Elvis eyes
He stared into oblivion and said
"Oh how time flies"

Like a mime with a megaphone
Like a snow comin' down in summer
Like Dr. King with a submachine (hoo)
Like Rock n' Roll and Bob

Bob the drummer, yeah
Bob the drummer
Bob the drummer, yeah
Bob the drummer

(Bob, bob) Bob the drummer, yeah
Bob the drummer
Bob the drummer, yeah (yeah, oh)
Bob the drummer (Bob)

Bob the drummer, yeah (Bob)
Bob the drummer
Bob the drummer, yeah
(Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby)
Bob the drummer, yeah
(Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby)
Bob the drummer, yeah
Bob the drummer

SONG DETAILS
Performed By: Dada
Written By: Calio/Gurley/Leavitt
Published By: Thumbsucker Music / Pop's Morgan Music / IRS Music / Little Mother Music / Music Corporation Of America, Inc. (BMI)

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