Bob was ab old, decrepit, downtrodden and weak
All that had transpired brought this man down to his knees

He was an old and washed up and
A self proclaimed hero
Although his senile rambling seemed
Far too unbelievable

But I can't comprehend the way your mind goes out of tune
But I can't follow your train of thought

Bob was an old and blinded man
He couldn't see
I know the story's true cuz
He told it to me
I came across his path at the age of 16
His was a house one would avoid on Halloween

But I can't comprehend the way your mind goes out of tune
But I can't follow your...

Bob was an old and blinded man
He couldn't see
I was a witness
To his evil mean streak
He was an old and washed up
A self proclaimed hero
Although his senile rambling seemed
Far too unbelievable
But I can't comprehend the way your mind goes out of tune
But I can't follow your...