Tired Old Dog

Stretch my arms and rub my face Another boring, normal day Another Monday full of car chases and hand grenades It's all so mundane Another tall building leap I catch the masked gunman at the very last second Hand cuffs on the diamond thief Lay my head on the pillow after I nurse my cuts and scrapes Even saving the world can be a bore When it's your every day Only so many babies in house fires lives you can save When the chief comes Asks me to do one last job One more big score, big heist I'm gonna tell him "Fuck off" I am a tired old dog I am a tired old dog Take me out back And shoot me down Let the young guns Take over now I am a tired old dog On long stake outs in the patrol car Sip bad coffee, contemplate Only a few bomb threats one small knife fight pretty low stakes I find my mind drifting off to a parallel timeline One where I married happily And we're raising our teenage son And when you leave a voice mail You can hear us sing in harmony on our home phone When the chief comes Asks me to do one last job I'm gonna tell him, right to his face, he can fuck right off I am a tired old dog I am a tired old dog Take me out back And shoot me down Let the young guns Take over now I am a tired old dog (I am a tired old dog) A race horse you should put down A race horse you should put down Pump me full of drugs Make glue out of my tired legs I am a tired old dog A tired old dog