Song | The Hound (of Blood and Rank) (Album Version) |
Artist | Coheed and Cambria |
Album | No World For Tomorrow |
Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed | |
In the heart of the enduring?' | |
Cause when you opened that door | |
You knew, well now there'd be no returning | |
Or room to mourn what we have lost | |
And to wait while the willing | |
As you, the hound of blood and rank | |
And boy, you've got another thing coming | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
You've got a deal to make | |
I thought you wanted to | |
Come on and set me free, yeah | |
I'll dig until we've made your grave | |
Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy | |
I could until | |
I call it out | |
And sink it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no | |
Why the bother? | |
I'm no brother | |
You’re the wrong | |
I needBoy, we all found an audience | |
While you found the worst of me | |
You got another thing | |
Hold 'em up against the wall | |
Now there all of no use to you | |
God, it's time for the curing | |
Only you're in for that big refuse | |
Surprise boy, this tide's come to turning | |
No room to mourn what you have lost | |
Ah, no wait you are the willing | |
Only you, hound of blood and rank | |
Who deserves every ounce of what's coming | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
You've gotta give it to me | |
I thought you wanted to | |
Come on and set me free, yeah | |
I'll dig until we've made your grave | |
Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy | |
I could until | |
I call it out | |
And sink it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no | |
Why the bother? | |
I'm no brother | |
You’re the wrong | |
I needBoy, we all found an audience | |
While you found the worst of me | |
You got another thing | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
You gotta give it to me | |
I thought you wanted to | |
Come on and set me free, yeah | |
I'll dig until we've made your grave | |
Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy | |
I could until | |
I call it out | |
And sink it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no | |
Why the bother? | |
I'm no brother | |
You’re the wrong | |
I needBoy, we all found an audience | |
While you found the worst of me | |
You got another thing | |
In the worm's eye you've lied in | |
And in the dust we left you guiding | |
If only words could keep you hiding | |
And boy, cowards give up you, cowards give up you | |
It's all on you, boy, it's all on you, boy | |
It's all on you, boy, it's all on you, boy | |
It's all on you, boy, it's all on you, boy | |
It's all on you, boy |
Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed | |
In the heart of the enduring?' | |
Cause when you opened that door | |
You knew, well now there' d be no returning | |
Or room to mourn what we have lost | |
And to wait while the willing | |
As you, the hound of blood and rank | |
And boy, you' ve got another thing coming | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
You' ve got a deal to make | |
I thought you wanted to | |
Come on and set me free, yeah | |
I' ll dig until we' ve made your grave | |
Oh, you' ve been a bad, bad boy | |
I could until | |
I call it out | |
And sink it in a sad, sad song, nnno, no, no | |
Why the bother? | |
I' m no brother | |
You' re the wrong | |
I needBoy, we all found an audience | |
While you found the worst of me | |
You got another thing | |
Hold ' em up against the wall | |
Now there all of no use to you | |
God, it' s time for the curing | |
Only you' re in for that big refuse | |
Surprise boy, this tide' s come to turning | |
No room to mourn what you have lost | |
Ah, no wait you are the willing | |
Only you, hound of blood and rank | |
Who deserves every ounce of what' s coming | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
You' ve gotta give it to me | |
I thought you wanted to | |
Come on and set me free, yeah | |
I' ll dig until we' ve made your grave | |
Oh, you' ve been a bad, bad boy | |
I could until | |
I call it out | |
And sink it in a sad, sad song, nnno, no, no | |
Why the bother? | |
I' m no brother | |
You' re the wrong | |
I needBoy, we all found an audience | |
While you found the worst of me | |
You got another thing | |
Come on, come on, come on | |
You gotta give it to me | |
I thought you wanted to | |
Come on and set me free, yeah | |
I' ll dig until we' ve made your grave | |
Oh, you' ve been a bad, bad boy | |
I could until | |
I call it out | |
And sink it in a sad, sad song, nnno, no, no | |
Why the bother? | |
I' m no brother | |
You' re the wrong | |
I needBoy, we all found an audience | |
While you found the worst of me | |
You got another thing | |
In the worm' s eye you' ve lied in | |
And in the dust we left you guiding | |
If only words could keep you hiding | |
And boy, cowards give up you, cowards give up you | |
It' s all on you, boy, it' s all on you, boy | |
It' s all on you, boy, it' s all on you, boy | |
It' s all on you, boy, it' s all on you, boy | |
It' s all on you, boy |