
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
July Like a Dog |
As I held secrets and most of them yours |
As you led me to water in the company of whores |
Your honey-tongue dripped from the lies that you’ve told |
And I hope that you die in great pain when you’re old |
The windows were steaming, your body was spent |
And you thought that I had no idea where you went |
But the sheets smelled like semen and none of it mine |
And you drank my last bottle of sacrament wine |
July, like a dog that’s lain down in the road |
Heat’s made you bloated, may you burst like a toad |
Crops all to whither and you reap what you sow |
July, like a dog, July |
The lawn’s turning brown and there’s bugs in the pool |
Which is something I don’t really mind as a rule |
But the neighbours complain of your cries and your yelps |
And I was out working while you fucked the help |
You sit there so saintly that you must be amused |
I thought that I knew you, I’m no longer confused |
Burned your possessions, add fuel to the fire |
Be but a memory when the ashes expire |
July, like a dog that’s lain down in the road |
Heat’s made you bloated, may you burst like a toad |
Crops all to whither and you reap what you sow |
July, like a dog, July |
One thing you should know before this sad song ends |
I just had an orgy with all your best friends |
July, like a dog that’s lain down in the road |
Heat’s made you bloated, may you burst like a toad |
Crops all to whither and you reap what you sow |
July, like a dog, July |
July, like a dog that’s lain down in the road |
Heat’s made you bloated, may you burst like a toad |
Crops all to whither and you reap what you sow |
July, like a dog, July |
July, like a dog, July |
July, like a dog, July |