Tekster:
That Dog Retreat From The Sun

What do you wanna do? (What do you wanna do?) What do you wanna do? (What do you wanna do?) Hey I'm talkin' to you, my friend What do you wanna eat?

I picked a cookie from the wrong batch I found an egg unable to hatch I started a fire But I could not find a match 'Cause you wore a cowboy hat In the

Running so romantically Down the street for me So he said, he'd write or call 'Cuz I'll be touring in the fall He said he wanted me to move But that

I was blind as a bat And still knew where you were at I was deaf and dumb And still knew that you're the only one I could show up at your door And still

You look like an angel Your blue eyes leave a still impression My friends miss you coming 'round People talking 'bout it all over town I never knew you

priests and treacherous young witches Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you The palace of mirrors Where dog soldiers are reflected The endless

And then it all goes down the drain Your cat is hit by a car The ATM eats your card Your wondering what changed from yesterday Save me from, from going mental Save me from

and treacherous young witches Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you. The palace of mirrors Where dog soldiers are reflected, The endless

Renegade priests and treacherous young witches Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you. The palace of mirrors Where dog soldiers are reflected