Well, I was in the kitchen,
Seamus, my old hound, was outside
Well, the sun sinks slowly
But my old hound just sat right down and cried
What tenderer eye, what nobler heart
Doth warm a winter’s day
Than the true blue eye and the oaken core
Of beloved Old Dog Tray?
King went a runnin’ after deer
Wasn’t scared of jumpin’ off the truck in high gear
King went a sniffin’ and he would go
Was the best old hound dog I ever did know
I had a dog and his name was King
I told the dog about everything
There in my truck the dog and I
Then one day the King up and died
Shannon is gone I heard
She’s drifting out to sea
She always loved to swim away
Maybe she’ll find an island
With a shaded tree
Just like the one in our backyard
Last year in the dance you had a ball
Called me mealybug and sketel
Get back gruffy, back scruffy
Get back, you flea-infested mongrel!
Who let the dogs out?
(Who, who, who, who)
Who let the dogs out?
(Who, who, who, who)
Come on, let’s crawl, gotta crawl, gotta crawl
To the ugly bug ball, to the ball, to the ball
The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor
For my second sight of people, they’ve more lifeblood than before
They’re moving in time to a heavy wooden door
Where the needle’s eye is winking, closing on the poor
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
“We’ve gotta get in to get out
We’ve gotta get in to get out
We’ve gotta get in to get out”
Today, I proclaim that a worm has swallowed England
And despite what you have been told
It is not of a face, nor spine, nor legs
It does not want your jobs, your women, or your cattle sheds
The Worm lives deep within yourselves
I fell into a burning ring of fire,
Went down down down…
And the flames got higher…
The burning ring of fire…
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
Hold tight
Wait 'til the party’s over
Hold tight
We’re in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
There comes a time when we heed a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
Oh, and it’s time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
He wear no shoeshine, he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger, he shoot Coca-Cola
He say, “I know you, you know me”
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together, right now
Over me
I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne
And it tastes just like cherry cola
C-O-L-A, cola
Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said, “We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device”
I used to live in a room full of mirrors
All I could see was me
Then I take my spirit and I smash my mirrors
And now the whole world is here for me to see
Now I’m searching for my love to be
Searchin’ baby, I’m searchin’ for your love
I’m searchin’ for the woman I’d love to hold
And if I find her I’ll never never let her go now, baby
No no no never never let her go
I can’t make it on my own
No no no no no no
I’ve been searching so long
To find an answer
Now I know my life has meaning, oh
And who are you
To give my life so much meaning?
I can’t stand so much meaning