He's the Uncle
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
Writer/s: ROBERT E. JR. POLLARD