Thugs
Everyone's got their breaking point
With me it's spiders, with you it's me
Thugs in perpetuity
When we're excited little birds around the feeder
The cat's indifferent or he's just furious
It seems that he's never neither
I do the rolling, you do the detail
I do the rolling, you do the detail
Hairbird plucks a hair from a sleeping dog
To build her nest
She says I've looked around and I like your hair the best
I do the rolling, you do the detail
I do the rolling, you do the detail
Ruby, honey, are you mad at your man?
Ruby, honey, are you mad at your man?
Ah, honey, are you mad at your man?
I do the rolling, you do the detail
I do the rolling, you do the detail
I do the rolling, you do the detail
Writer/s: The Tragically Hip
