The Only Good Thing About Bad Bob Songtext
von Tom Rosenthal

He crushes ants just for fun
And if you need a friend, he is not the one
He came and he saw and we fled
His mere presence will fill us with dread
His beginning is our end
He′s a terrible blend of disaster and malaise
And if you ask he won't care
He finds joy in despair
He′s bad in a myriad of ways


If you're feeling blue
Oh Bob, may come to you
He don't care, if you′re down
Or you′re lost
And if you're feeling low, Bob′s house is where to go
He don't care, if you weep
Or you sob
And that′s the only good thing about Bad Bob

His frown is the size of the moon
And he has no heart, no song, no tune
His smile has never been seen
He's the dictionary definition of mean
He says the wrong words
And even the birds are dismayed by his gaze
He could scatter a crowd, not even is mum is that proud
He′s bad in a myriad of ways


And if you've lost your heart
Bob is the place to start
He don't care, if you′re down
Or your lost
But if you′re feeling low
Bob's house is a place to go
He don′t care, if you weep
Or you sob
And that's the only good thing about Bad Bob