In The Clear
(专辑: Analphabetapolothology - 1998)
Canine exhales my steam faced spit bath Tippy toed noses nippy cold touch I'm looking up through gnarling gashers, Through drooley jowls peering into my peer Canine ate seven sick five year olds Baretoothed brawls lost what they unmindedly kick We shrug and barely bear hug Grapple down to the
ground It's the
same ground grounding us the
same ground grounding those that ground us A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, Lost "Time to move on", they say I'm sorry, but you gotta go I'm hoping once I'm a
big kid and I
look down at the
ground, It'll seem further away Canine ate seven sick five year olds