Melbourne style

Lyrics

[INTRO] Well here’s a story ‘bout a man I know, Uncle Jim, oh he puts on quite a show, With a heart of stone and a twisted grin, He’s a low down bitch, where do I begin? [VERSE 1] Oh Uncle Jim, he’s a real sad sight, A month without love, he lost the fight, He turned to a cow, in the dead of night, Now we're all wondering what feels so right. [CHORUS] Uncle Jim, you're a pile of shame, Life's a joke, but it ain’t a game, You blame the world, take it out on us, A sad little man drowning in disgust. [VERSE 2] His wife’s got a heart like a winter chill, Running ‘round town, yeah, she’s had her fill, While he pours a drink, wearing his frown, Comments ‘bout family, just dragging us down. [CHORUS] Uncle Jim, you're a pile of shame, Life's a joke, but it ain’t a game, You blame the world, take it out on us, A sad little man drowning in disgust. [BRIDGE] Oh Jim, don’t you see what you’ve made? A family of hurt, all your plans mislaid, You didn’t get the love your daddy forgot, So you lash out, oh, it’s a sorry plot. [VERSE 3] And you eat your pain like a bitter stew, Your demons dance while you’re feeling blue, Hiding behind your whiskey and lies, But to us, it’s clear, you’ve lost the prize. [CHORUS] Uncle Jim, you're a pile of shame, Life's a joke, but it ain’t a game, You blame the world, take it out on us, A sad little man drowning in disgust. [OUTRO] So here’s to Uncle Jim, the joke of the crowd, With a heart so black, he stands out loud, Maybe one day he’ll find his way, But until then, we’ll just walk away. Uncle Jim, oh Uncle Jim, You’re a low down bitch, we can’t let you win.