Methaphores

The doctor said, "What you been thinkin' 'bout?"
Bob said, "That's the point, I wasn't think about nothing, now I gotta do something else"
Bob shaved his head, he got a new identity
Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots, and a girl who rides a scooter
Gonna take him out, of town
They would get away riding around, as the trucks drive by
You could... but here the motherfuckers go.