Whitey

Dog And Wolf

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They said count your lucky numbers up- and you’ll be fine
…but I’ll count those lucky numbers when I get the time.
Time is hard to come by, when you’re marching to a beat,
you and I are nothing more than dogs on their street,
than dogs on their streets.

ugh

Easy come, and easy go, and easy to get more
now everything is easy, and the dog is safe and warm.
And he will lick the hand that beats him- if the hand holds something sweet.
You and I are nothing more than dogs on their streets.

Life’s a drag
so be grateful for what you still got.
Life’s a drag
so just dance whilst you can, happy man.

Watching the reflections- showing all that you could be,
just a simple misdirection- keep you dreaming at their feet.
Stay underneath the table, keep scratching at the door…
’cause what you got, is all you’ll get
-and you’ll eat it on the floor.

Happy man.
Bite the hand… if you still have the teeth?

I believe.

Happy man.
Where’s the wolf, underneath?

Show Your Teeth.

Show Your Teeth.
Show Your Teeth.
Show Your Teeth.
Show Your Teeth.
Show Your Teeth.
Show Your Teeth.
Show Your Teeth.

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