Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Housebroken, artist - The Hotelier. Album song Home, Like Noplace Is There, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 24.02.2014
Record label: Dreams of Field
Song language: English
Housebroken |
Well we called off your guard as we entered the yard |
To convince you to redirect some of that rage |
Because who fed you rocks while they ate their thanksgiving |
And who left you out all alone in their cage |
And when you were a pup, well I watched you so close |
You ran straight to the distance allowed by his post |
You got kicked, you got choked, phrases crept up your spine |
When he said «we must keep our bitches in line» |
And on his poker nights he says the same of his wife |
He’s the top dog/pack leader/true alpha-male |
So make no sudden moves keep your nose from the border |
You move fast. |
You eat last this side of pecking-order |
So why don’t you come with me? |
We’ve got acres with streams. |
We won’t keep you in cages/make you beg for your |
treats. |
We won’t tell you to heel, though you might need some time to |
Dig up those old bones your young self left behind |
You said |
«Your offer is nice but here should suffice |
Yeah, my younger years were something but that isn’t my life |
Master is all that I’ve got |
He keeps me having a purpose |
Gives me bed, keeps me fed |
And I’m just slightly nervous of what I might do |
If I were let loose |
If I caught that mail car |
Or ate garbage for food |
So, as I bare all my teeth |
I will ask of you please to just leave.» |
Well your heart has spoken |
I feel you’re already house broken |
Well I made you a hood ornament for an oncoming car |
Because your bark might seem bad but I’ll show you the scars |
From when the state sent you over to deliver your teeth |
To the heels of your kindred breaking chains from their feet |
And then you wipe your hands clean. |
Splash of water/paper napkin |
While the parrots sing headlines, we wear the leash like a fashion |
Try to take out my claws expect a visceral reaction |
Try to muzzle me up, I’ll lash out, I’ll bite back and |
Keep my options open |
For fear of becoming housebroken |