Dogs

Trying to stand up straight

I bend in different ways

Swear it’s just a phase

Like an old Mercedes

My joints may creak and break

But I wake up every day

Wondering where you’ve been

My heart was weak and thin,

You could pop it with a pin

Won’t see the moon tonight

Pollution covers the skies

Everything that grows here dies

Taking the great unknown

Turn it into a favor

Now I’m laughing all the time

Won’t you save some for later?

We’ve got a limited supply

Burnt my hand on the eye

Black white, black white

Do I have to tell you why?

Feels good to fry

Taking the great unknown

Turn it into a favor

Now I’m laughing all the time

Won’t you save some for later?

We’ve got a limited supply