Drizzlehell lyrics

I watch the way you move
And I count by the way you press your eyes
And by the little things that put you down
Ride the rails to where you are -- help me thank you all
Let me f*ck you all, and by the way you b*tch and masturbate
The bold ones carry on and on the way your prayer come up
And have fun -- the way to carry on

I'm a dog, i know, I'm a dog

It's the only way, it's the corner stay
Push the freight along and grant them all their little
Goddamn sh*tty things
In the light it grows, slower than before
"Ten-four, they've got to burn, the 9.3 will come to carry on"

Gimme some of your good loving
I need your good loving

Dog, I'm a dog, i know I'm a dog
I'm a dog, i know I'm a dog

Oh, Elvis, yer just standin' there and completely naked

And I's jest thinkin' to m'self
"Goddamn-it, boy! You've come a quite a little while for
Such a little country doggie"
And now he's touching himself in private
How may people do you know who can make it through?

Life without ever buying a goddamn vowel