Nobody Knows Bob

Intro

(Heh heh heh)

Bob

(Yeah, Bob)

Verse 1

Morning alarm and I stretch and I yawn

Wave to the neighbors who think I'm the bomb

Coffee is bitter and black in my mug

Kiss on the cheek and a pathological hug

Under the porch is a spot that I dug

Buried my problem and gave it a shrug

Boss says I'm friendly and calm as a dove

Boss doesn't notice the gloves that I love

Twenty-one steps from the door to the sink

Nineteen more seconds to think what I think

Psycho analysis makes me feel sane

Washing my hands of the obvious stain

Chuckling softly at nothing at all

Careful not to talk to the wall

Bob is a gentleman Bob is a charm

Bob keeps the quiet ones safe on the farm

Chorus

Nobody knows what I do when it's dark

Nobody knows what I keep in the park

Nobody sees what I see in the glass

Bob is a nice man who mows his own grass

Nobody knows

Nobody knows

(Heh heh heh)

Verse 2

Sunday I'm ushering folks to a pew

Praying to something I'm not sure is true

Sister Maria she asked how I've been

Told her I'm blessed and I'm free of all sin

Smiling so wide that it aches in my jaw

Counting the exits and scanning the floor

Somebody's daughter is missing again

News lady crying and clutching a pen

I'm at the grill turning burgers to char

Neighbor kid asks me just who made me scar

I said a bad man I met in a dream

He doesn't know that the bad man was me

Passing the ketchup I pass for a saint

Passing the mirror I pass on the paint

Bob is a lamb and Bob is a lamb

Bob doesn't mind that Bob doesn't give a damn

Chorus

Nobody knows what I do when it's dark

Nobody knows what I keep in the park

Nobody sees what I see in the glass

Bob is a nice man who mows his own grass

Nobody knows

Nobody knows

(Heh heh heh)

Bridge

Lights out

Lights out

One rule one rule keep it inside

Lights out

Lights out

One door one door nowhere to hide

Chuckles in the hallway soft and low

Chuckles in the hallway soft and low

Verse 3

Tuesday I'm teaching a class how to knit

Smiling politely and losing my grip

Handing out needles and counting the thread

Something is scratching and scratching my head

Somebody asked if I'm happily wed

Told them a story and put them to bed

Mirror is fogging my face isn't mine

Grinding my teeth as I'm feeling just fine

Somewhere a siren is singing my name

Somewhere a mother is whispering blame

Somewhere the paper is printing my face

Somewhere I'm winning and losing the race

Hiding my hobby and hiding my hands

Hiding the fact that nobody understands

Bob is a joke and Bob is a scream

Bob is the worst of a wonderful dream

Chorus

Nobody knows what I do when it's dark

Nobody knows what I keep in the park

Nobody sees what I see in the glass

Bob is a nice man who mows his own grass

Nobody knows

Nobody knows

Nobody knows

Outro

(Heh heh heh)

Goodnight