Lyrics

[Verse 1] Bobby's one of them guys Who can't do nothin' right It ain't like he don't try He tries with all his might But no matter how tantalizing the reward No matter how precise the plan Well it always goes barrelin' south And the shit doth hit the fan Bobby heard from big blue A shipment coming through Some drugs some guns and maybe A stolen sports car or two Now this was out of Bobby's league But he owed some guy some dough And they had no sense of humor And his thumbs was gonna go Now when the threat of no thumbs looms large A man sets his sights higher Bobby bought a gun from big Lou One, unbeknownst to Bobby, known to misfire But it wasn't like he was gonna shoot He was gonna aim and they was gonna run See, watchin' old Sylvester Stallone movies on Netflix Was the closest Bobby ever got to a gun [Chorus] Hoo-hoo (Fuckin' Bobby now) Hoo-hoo (Fuckin' Bobby now) Hoo-hoo (Fuckin' Bobby now) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] The shipment arrived at the dock Bobby was there in a mask Scrutinizing two dozen Russians involved In the unloading task The moon lit the scene well Feeble Bobby's voice did yell "Give up the goods, you freakin' Ruskies!" They laughed "Go to hell!" Boris grabbed the gun And at Bobby he aimed clear But as predicted that gun misfired And blew Boris's brains clear off the pier Headin' up the rear Those men Bobby owed money to in fear With automatic weapons ending Two dozen Russian careers They confiscated the goods And they heard Bobby's pleas To show they were generous, they let him keep his thumbs But they broke both his knees So here sits Bobby celebratin' His good fortune in a coma But the load of that gun from Big Lou Has a certain foul aroma Cause if Bobby had been the one That had fired that gun instead Well admittedly, he'd be here with his knees and his thumbs intact But indeed, no fuckin' head [Chorus] Hoo-hoo (Fuckin' Bobby now) Hoo-hoo (Fuckin' Bobby now) Hoo-hoo (Fuckin' Bobby now) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah That's it Brian