He spent fifteen years getting loaded

Fifteen years till his liver exploded

Now what's Bob gonna do now that he can't drink

The doctor said What you been thinkin bout

Bob said That's the point

I won't think about nothing

Now I gotta do something else

OI OI OI

To pass the time

Bob shaved his head

He got a new identity

Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots

And a girl who rides a scooter

Gonna take him out of town

They would get away

Riding around as the trucks drive by

You could here the mother f**kers 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 is 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

Once a day he shaves his head

But will he ever walk the line

Will he ever walk the line

Will he ever walk the line

Will he ever walk the line

Oh will he ever walk the line