Moe. - Timmy Tucker lyrics
rate meTimmy Tucker was a friend of mine<br />
He came from a long line of geeks<br />
His papa was a horseshoe throwin' man<br />
He was a horseshoe throwin' freak<br />
His mama's name was Annabelle<br />
And his daddy's name was Zeek<br />
But he could throw them horeshoes man<br />
He was a horseshoe throwin' freak<br />
Timmy was a different sort<br />
He wasn't like his dad or mom<br />
They wanted him to grow up<br />
Just like his older brother Tom<br />
Timmy'd get so close, so close<br />
So close, but not very long<br />
Couldn't even score a point<br />
In hand grenades or atom bombs<br />
Alone and tired he walked the streets<br />
Of Downtown Exeter<br />
With a pocket full of rusted change<br />
A transcendence did occur<br />
Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer<br />
He should huff himself the short trek down to the army recruiter<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Timmy finally freed himself<br />
From the onus he called dad<br />
He'd let the army teach him a trade<br />
Surveying was his bag<br />
Sergeant Goatlips was an evil man<br />
Cuz his wife was a wretched hag<br />
Timmy blinked and opened his eyes<br />
He was washing pots<br />
With an army rag<br />
Our hero's life turned olive drab<br />
He was cast into a four year hell<br />
Livin' in barracks with forty men<br />
His loins did ever swell<br />
Timmy took a walk outside<br />
Lordy, Lordy, Lord he fell<br />
A rock was tossed into his retina<br />
His eye was an empty shell<br />
With a check and a discharge<br />
He just hopped on the nearest bus<br />
Went down to Tijuana<br />
Got a nasty case of PUS<br />
Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer<br />
He should huff himself the short trek down to the army recruiter<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
(Part of First Verse Repeated)<br />
Timmy Tucker was a friend of mine<br />
He came from a long line of geeks<br />
His papa was a horseshoe throwin' man<br />
He was a horseshoe throwin' freak<br />
Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer<br />
He should huff himself the short trek down to the army recruiter<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker<br />
Poor...Poor, Timmy Tucker
