Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Dog Days

Happiness, it hurt like a train on a track,
Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back.
She hid around corners and she hid under beds,
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled.
With every bubble she sank with a drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink.

The dog days are over,
The dog days are done.
The horses are coming so you better run.

Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father,
Run for your children and your sisters and brothers.
Leave all your love and your loving behind you,
Can’t carry it with you if you want to survive.

The dog days are over,
The dog days are gone.
Can you hear the horses, 'cause here they come.

And I never wanted anything from you,
Except everything you had and what was left after that too.

Happiness it hurt like a bullet in the mind,
Stuck them up drainpipes by someone who should know better than that.

The dog days are over,
The dog days are gone.
Can you hear the horses, 'cause here they come.

Run fast for your mother and fast for your father,
Run for your children for your sisters and brothers.
Leave all your love and your loving behind you,
Can’t carry it with you if you want to survive.

The dog days are over,
The dog days are gone.
Can you hear the horses, 'cause here they come.


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