He's the Uncle
ROBERT E. JR. POLLARD
And now we see eye to eye
That another man's trash is collectible
And every weakness is correctable
Be leaving here quite soon now
Be pushing off to the moon now
And, my, I have had quite a time
And the mosh pit is filled
With memorabilia, yeah
And if you'd have stayed
They'd have killed ya
And taken you home anytime now
And I had a very nice time now
We are not so cold, are we?
They are not so bold, are they?
And I am getting old, aren't I?
We are not so cold, are we?
They are not so bold, are they?
And I am getting old, aren't I?
And how did you like my clothes?
I wore them so that they wouldn't drop us