Lyrics

I've got a crazy uncle that lives with Me wait maybe I should say that I live with him This is his house and I live Here is there me fo real you a couple The chores that he pays my rent We ain't alone there's a house full of People like me we take turns doing the Dishes and the wash it's not a happy Home we're just footed by in our live Nobody talks about the Cobbers find is Lost they know he's nuts they don't seem To care they leave the TV on he'll fall Asleep in his chair but I disagree I Think he's way off force and I can see It on his face as he rocks back and Forth my neighborhood doesn't know that He's flipped this way they accepted as Eccentric just because he's rich if they Only understood how gone he is I doubt That they would ever let him come around Their kids sometimes I pretend that he Ain't got much left when he talks I hear Running out of breath we should lock him In the Attic till he finally dies he Gives everything he owns Not a good job because they don't have To think talk yes boss you're famous to Show trying to be now using terms like One in the projects but no in any Autonomy she is a since on she wasn't Wooden he is your mind I got a suit used Mister first name Sam middle name still Refers to myself asleep when they acid Come on to play in the ball hang this Together gives me star I know to expand Flash-flood so I made my points to make It understood to a majority to expand His Folks by some spots belies their roots Their speaks plain just our shanira Disappearance and that in his way that's Just what would happen samples the gas Burned all of my tracks and I know we Understand