The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster
The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster - Puppy Dog Snails lyrics
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He climbed the tallest spire To see what he could see Far across the town, they came One hundred and one and thick as a plank Onto the teeth and ugly as sin He called across the town 'Here they come!' What do we do with a puppy dogs tails? What do we do with a bucket of snails? What do we do with a boy like you? We put them in a pot and we throw them on the fire! What do we do with a puppy dogs tails? What do we do with a bucket of snails? What do we do with a boy like you? We put them in a pot and we throw them on the fire! He met them in the meadow He fought them them tooth and nail They tried to take him back but they failed The boy was from the mountain Made of solid stone They tried but were defeated He can't be overthrown What do we do with a puppy dogs tails? What do we do with a bucket of snails? What do we do with a boy like you? We put them in a pot and we throw them on the fire! What do we do with a puppy dogs tails? What do we do with a bucket of snails? What do we do with a boy like you? We put them in a pot and we throw them on the fire! (Whistle) Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh What do we do with a puppy dogs tails? What do we do with a bucket of snails? What do we do with a boy like you? We put them in a pot and we throw them on the fire! What do we do with a puppy dogs tails? What do we do with a bucket of snails? What do we do with a boy like you? We put them in a pot and we throw them on the fire! What do we do with a puppy dogs tails? What do we do with a bucket of snails? What do we do with a boy like you? We put them in a pot and we throw them on the fire! What do we do with a puppy dogs tails?