Bob Song Lyrics

Planned fall of a person called Bob

It started at six in the mornin
It seems to me that there was a warnin
As I fell out of bed ,oh, I knew
All I want was just to get it through

If a morning is just like that
I wish I could stay the hole day in bed
And I say it just for me
This type of day is a fuckin plea

Planned fall of a person called Bob
Planned fall of a person called Bob
Planned fall of a person called Bob
Planned fall ~

Image how bad your day could be
And I hope you will agree
It will kill you and afflict you
Not end before evening its true

I finally stood up and went to bath
I felt a hit and a growing wrath
It was the door drilled in my knee
Now it was purpose and damn another plea