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Your Uncle Walter's going on and on 'Bout everything he's seen and done The voice of 50 years experience He's drunk, watching the television You know he's been around the world Last night he flew to Baghdad In his magical armchair With cigarettes and a six-pack Yeah, he just got back His spit's flying everywhere Hey, hey, hey, hey Your Uncle Walter's going on and on Oh you're back so late Where did you go that you were gone so long? And how could you leave me here so long With Uncle Walter Your Uncle Walter saw who fired the shots He drove his chair in the cavalcade He's flown from South Africa To countries where They beat themselves on the backs with chains There was a fleet of battleships SongtexteAnd one reclining chair Headed north on the Arabian Sea Now he's back to tell us what He and his oldest boy Blair They're getting rich with their mail-order scheme Oh, oh, Your Uncle Walter's going on and on We're so glad you're home Where did you go that you were gone so long? And how could you leave me here so long With Uncle Walter Your Uncle Walter told me Everything he'd do if he was president Oh, what a perfect world This world would be If he was President now But he's not! And he sees the children smoking pot He knows that in a moment They'll be shooting up heroin Teardrops in his armchair A 50-minute lecture Tobacco juice rolling down his chin Aus Songtexte Mania