WILD DOGS PLAY

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Before the emptying of light
The shedding of their clothes
The wine smelling sweet
The night growing old

He’s loosening his tie
She’s kicking off her shoes
A dusty old needle
In their worn down grooves

They’re hiding their sighs
Because this is their night
Cutting lines in the stalls
Don’t answer that call

And I turn to my girl
She’s whispering my way
“Let them build their tower taller
Let them sweat it to decay
‘Cos you and me
We’re wild dogs babe
And wild dogs play.”




The night knocks down the door
The street shakes off the dirt
Peacocks robbed of their feathers
For five liquored shirts

They raise a toast to their toasts
They unload their guns
They dedicate their songs
To all the songs they’ve sung

And one of them wants love
But he won’t find it soon
Because his friend found a fight
So he found one too

And I turn to my girl
She’s whispering my way
“Let them build their tower taller
Let them sweat it to decay
‘Cos you and me
We’re wild dogs babe
And wild dogs play.”






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