(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche)
Do I wanna be a dog?
any diddlin' male would do
if I was a damned old dog
I wouldn't be fussy for you
Do I wanna be a housebroken dog
eat better than an Indian
I don't wanna be a damned old dog
I just wanna lick your chin again
I thought that I could convince you
I thought that I could get through
chew out a hole in the fence you
barked up between me and you
Limpin' around in the moonlight
coverin' up what I did
words decompose all around me
nuisances I committed
Do I wanna be a dog
cut the heat out of me
if I was a damned old dog
I wouldn't have to goddamn human beEverybody's here
Puke stinks like beer
This could be a city
This could be a graveyard
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
Everybody's anxious
For the coming of the crisis
The collapse of the justice
I can smell your armpits
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
You stole my idea!
This puke stinks like beer and everybody's here
Come on, come on, come on
Let's lay waste to this century
Come on, come on, come on
Return to nothing, and help me
Everybody's anxious
The crowd is all around us
The followers of Aldous
Are spinning with their mescaline
A man behind the altar screams
You stole my idea
You stole my idea!
On the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips
Dangled with tongue
On the edge of a peace that can't stand low
And won't stand tall
It's amazing what we can do with love
With some matches and gasoline, do with love!
It's amazing what we can do with love