Lyrics When You're Scared of Dogs - The Grates

When You're Scared of Dogs

When you’re scared of pugs, don’t worry it’s a call from the wild,
Taking back books to the library, they all die.
Pushing 40's good and fun for a few,
But I’m laying plans for 60 gonna gun it through.
Don’t you worry, it’s all right, we’ll be old soon, it’s all right.
We’ll be bold soon, it’s all right.
and we won’t care at all.
I’m not bored, oh no I’m feeling well, go to work cos I love that feeling.
Hell to dogs I do the best I can, no I ain’t sick, I’m an everyman.
You said your god was you, do I stand in the prescence of a greater being,
than I’ll ever give credit of worship to?
I might ride a great dane to your funeral,
Read the reaper pages of a comic book,
Don’t you worry, it’s all right, we’ll be old soon, it’s all right,
We’ll be bold soon, it’s all right, and we won’t care at all.
I’m not bored, oh no I’m feeling well, got to work hard to get that feeling.
Hell to dogs I do the best I can, no I ain’t sad, I’m an everyman.
Fuck the pure breds, fuck fuck the queen,
If you can’t hear them howling then you won’t hear me screaming.
Don’t you worry, it’s all right, we’ll be old soon, it’s all right.
Bark!