Letra de Stereotype (Live At Le Bataclan)
He's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He has girls every night He dosen't really existHe spends his weekends with a load of blokes He forgets the punchline when he tells a joke He wants to go out, he don't want to stay at home Sit and watch colour tv aloneHe's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He has girls every night And he listens to his stereoHe drank his fiancee when he put the deed The doctor said no drink for 17 weeks He wants to go out but he has to stay home So he watches color TV on his ownHe's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He has girls every night He doesn't live in the truthThe tablets are finished The cure is complete He hasn't had a drink now for 17 weeks 17 pints to limit his night Goes straight to his head, he ends up in a fightHe's chasing home on a dark rainy night The race against blue flashing lights His mom's waking up she hopes he's alright But he's wrapped round the lamp post on Saturday nightHe's just a stereotype He drinks his age in pints He has girls every night And listens to his stereoOoh woooow, ooh woow, ooh wooowUncle Joe, funky thoughBecause him never had a stereo Listen lads I'm gonna tell you a story About my Uncle Joe My Uncle Joe never smoked weed My Uncle don't smoke crack cocaine No crack cocaine for my Uncle Joe All he want is some bass and rhythm Bass and rhythm My Uncle Joe My Uncle Joe hey-hey-hey My Uncle Joe My Uncle JoeAnd all I want is my stereo And all I want is my stereo And all I want is my stereo And all I want is my stereo