Thomas Dolby
Thomas Dolby - I'm Not Your Dog lyrics
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Let it be Let it bleed Mother Mary On my knees I'm like a smokestack in the wind It seems I've spread myself pretty thin And now the bankers took all I own And what my bad check's all gone It's all gone Thank you Jesus Thank you Lord For all these gifts that I can't afford And take that pretty thing in my bed Just let me fuel my truck instead 'cause if the Holy Ghost don't appear I'm on the next train outta' here I'm out of here And there were moments in the night I could have chewed the curtains And for the first time in my life I think I knew for certain I'm not your dog Your whipping boy Your squeaky toy I'm not your ashtray, ashtray heart Your ashtray heart Your piece of meat I'm not your freak I'm not the extra, extra cog In some big wheel I'm not your dog Puppy beg now Puppy heel Bring it on y'all I can deal What if the centipede lost a leg? To make an omelet break some eggs And I'm delirious happy now Just like your other fine puppy chow Puppy chow Now I control your garden fence A flood to feign obedience But in my mind I still run free Along the marshes and the beach I'm not your dog Your whipping boy Your squeaky toy I'm not your ashtray, ashtray heart Your ashtray heart I'm not your swag Your piece of meat I'm not your freak I'm not the extra, extra cog In some big wheel I'm not your dog