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Timmy Tucker
Timmy Tucker was a friend of mine He came from a long line of geeks Papa was a horseshoe throwin' man He was a horseshoe throwin' freak
Mama's name was Annabelle And his daddy's name was Zeek He could throw them horseshoes man He was a horseshoe throwin' freak
Timmy was a different sort He wasn't like his dad or mom They wanted him to be Just like his older brother Tom
Timmy'd get so close, so close So close but not very long Couldn't even score a point In hand grenades or atom bombs
Alone and tired, he walked the streets Of Downtown Exeter Pocket full of rusted change A transcendence did occur
Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer He should huff himself the short trek down to the army recruiter
Poor Timmy Tucker Poor Timmy Tucker Poor Timmy Tucker Poor, poor, poor Timmy Tucker
Timmy finally freed himself Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com From the onus he called dad Let the army teach him a trade Surveying was his bag
Sergeant Goatlips was an evil man 'Cause his wife was a wretched hag Timmy blinked and opened his eyes He was washing pots with an army rag
Hero's life turned olive drab He was cast into a four year hell Livin' in barracks with forty men His loins did ever swell
Timmy took a walk outside Lordy, Lordy, Lord, he fell Rock was tossed into his retina His eye was an empty shell
With a check and a discharge He just hopped on the nearest bus Went down to Tijuana Got a nasty case of pus
Metaphysical reckoning of his purpose did infer He should huff himself the short trek down to the army recruiter
Poor Timmy Tucker Poor Timmy Tucker Poor Timmy Tucker Poor, poor, poor Timmy Tucker
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