Too many puppies are being shot in the dark
Too many puppies are trained not to bark
At the sight of blood that must be spilled so that we may maintain our oil fields
Too many puppies
Too many puppies
Too many puppies are being shot in the dark
Too many puppies are trained not to bark
At the sight of blood that must be spilled so that we may maintain our oil fields
Too many puppies
Too many puppies
I’d take my puppy everywhere
La-la, la-la, I wouldn’t care
But we would stay away from crowds
With signs that said “No dogs allowed”
Oh, weee
I know he’d never bite me
Whoa, whoa-whoa, lo-do-do-do, po-doo
Weee
I know he’d never bite me
Whoa, whoa-whoa
Maria carry a rifle
Maria carry a dog on her back
That dog is hit again
That slow dog is hit again
With his see-thru skin
The kind of skin you can see through
He’s shot again
He’s shot again
They don’t come when you call;
They don’t chase squirrels at all.
Dead puppies aren’t much fun.
Dead babies
Can’t take care of themselves
Dead babies
Can’t take things off the shelf
Well we didn’t want you anyway
Lalala-la, lalala-la, la la la
[you silly git! I was 2 seconds away from posting that exact same lyric! Sick minds think alike…]
My dead wife sits in a chair
Combing her hair
I know she’s there
She wanders off to the bed
Shaking her head
"Robyn, " she said
“You know I don’t take sugar!”
My wife and my dead wife
Am I the only one that sees her?
My wife and my dead wife
Doesn’t anybody see her at all?
Oh, they say she died one winter
When there came a killing frost
And the pony she named Wildfire
Busted down its stall
In a blizzard, he was lost
She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
She ran calling Wildfire
I really can’t stay
Baby, it’s cold outside
I’ve got to go away
Baby, it’s cold outside
This evening has been
Hoping that you’d drop in
So, very nice
I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice
We really cannot stay
The colours - The colours of the dawn
Flying through - Flying through the ferns
The staggering clouds
These lives – These lives we love
Oh, won’t you stay, just a little bit longer
Please let me hear
You say that you will, say you will
You said you caught me 'cause you want me
And one day you’d let me go
You try to give away a keeper
But keep me 'cause you know
You’re just so scared to lose
And you say, stay
In the silence of your room
In the darkness of your dreams
You must only think of me
There can be no in between
When your pride is on the floor
I’ll make you beg for more
Stay with me
Stay with me
So tired so soon
What happened to you?
What happened to you?
You got lost
Somewhere between
There and here
Somewhere between
So far so near
You got lost
Somewhere between
What happened to you?
Oh, may I go a’wandering
Until the day I die
Oh, may I always laugh and sing
Beneath god’s clear blue sky
Oh yeah, I’m the type of guy that likes to roam around
I’m never in one place, I roam from town to town
And when I find myself a-fallin’ for some girl
Yeah, I hop right into that car of mine and drive around the world
Yeah I’m the wanderer
Yeah, the wanderer
I roam around, around, around
Saw the ghost of Elvis
On Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered 'round his tomb
But there’s a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room
When I was walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
I’ve seen the bright lights of Memphis
And the Commodore Hotel
And underneath a street lamp, I met a southern belle
Oh, she took me to the river, where she cast her spell
And in that southern moonlight, she sang this song so well
If you’ll be my Dixie chicken I’ll be your Tennessee lamb
And we can walk together down in Dixieland
Down in Dixieland
We’re in the deep night sky,
The stars lie in its embrace.
The courtyard still in its sleep.
Peace comes over your face.
“Come to me”, it sings
“Hear the pulse of the land.
The ocean’s rhythms pull
To hold your heart in its hand.”
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Bright light, big city, gone to my baby’s head
Whoa, bright light, a big city, gone to my baby’s head
I tried to tell the woman, but she don’t believe a word I said