Lyrics of uncle is not bad by Yang Kun and Huang Bo

I'm happy to be dragged by others

I don't refute being said bad by others

Being kicked to death by loneliness, the more I kick, the less I hide

God has arranged for me not to force

Smear a cheek on the cheek and humming a song.

Push the motorcycle out of the garage and light the fire

My life in my forties is very self-centered

You don't have to kneel to reality

Lower the head

I'm happy to be dragged by others

I don't refute being said bad by others

Being kicked to death by loneliness, the more I kick, the less I hide

God has arranged for me not to force

Uncle is not bad. He already knows how to amuse himself

Not as lonely as before

Uncle is also good. I agree with you to be cool

There used to be too many jokes

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you want face or not

It's mainly the strength of the waist, not the wallet

Once I wanted to be a monitor, I was three bars away

Now there are three wrinkles

Finally realized the wish

I'm happy to be dragged by others

God has arranged for me not to force

Uncle is not bad. He's small but angry

Small eyes and wide vision

Uncle is also good. I agree with you to be cool

Too many jokes

Uncle is not bad. He's small but angry

Small eyes and wide vision

Uncle is also good. I agree with you to be cool

There used to be too many jokes

Go to bed at midnight and wake up at nine

There seems to be nothing in the dream but out of the dream

Especially unpleasant

Being free every day means you can see it

You want to be promoted and rich

I think that should be

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Not bad

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Not bad

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Uncle is also good

Oh, oh, oh

Uncle is also good

I know how to amuse myself

Not as lonely as before

Uncle is also good

Some of the flowers are too old

Looking at life is clearer

Uncle is also good

Vigorous in the wind

Rebellious nature

Uncle is also good

Push the window to sing to the moon

Live like a martial arts novel