Song | Bow Wow |
Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
Album | Gallowsbird's Bark |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Down in the dumps | |
Me and the seagulls we were looking for lumps | |
They all get scared when off of one of the bumps:jumps | |
I have to clutch | |
I have to tell him his commands all in Dutch | |
He likes his treat but he don't like to touch much | |
I forget to fix his card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Running through the yard keenly | |
High on the hills | |
They laid the sod thought they were full of the fills | |
Now when we're searching I swear all of the kills stills | |
Wrinkling his brow | |
He takes a sniff and drags me over there now | |
He looks all worried then he tells me a bow wow | |
I forget to fix his card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Running through the yard keenly | |
Shade by the sheds | |
I drink a coke he digs a hole and he heads | |
Back where they came, where the trucks leave their treads, speds | |
Over the sift | |
He goes all round it past the end of his shift | |
I make him leave he lets me know he feels miffed: stiffed | |
I forget to fix my card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Stumbling through the yard sleepy |
Down in the dumps | |
Me and the seagulls we were looking for lumps | |
They all get scared when off of one of the bumps: jumps | |
I have to clutch | |
I have to tell him his commands all in Dutch | |
He likes his treat but he don' t like to touch much | |
I forget to fix his card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Running through the yard keenly | |
High on the hills | |
They laid the sod thought they were full of the fills | |
Now when we' re searching I swear all of the kills stills | |
Wrinkling his brow | |
He takes a sniff and drags me over there now | |
He looks all worried then he tells me a bow wow | |
I forget to fix his card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Running through the yard keenly | |
Shade by the sheds | |
I drink a coke he digs a hole and he heads | |
Back where they came, where the trucks leave their treads, speds | |
Over the sift | |
He goes all round it past the end of his shift | |
I make him leave he lets me know he feels miffed: stiffed | |
I forget to fix my card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Stumbling through the yard sleepy |
Down in the dumps | |
Me and the seagulls we were looking for lumps | |
They all get scared when off of one of the bumps: jumps | |
I have to clutch | |
I have to tell him his commands all in Dutch | |
He likes his treat but he don' t like to touch much | |
I forget to fix his card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Running through the yard keenly | |
High on the hills | |
They laid the sod thought they were full of the fills | |
Now when we' re searching I swear all of the kills stills | |
Wrinkling his brow | |
He takes a sniff and drags me over there now | |
He looks all worried then he tells me a bow wow | |
I forget to fix his card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Running through the yard keenly | |
Shade by the sheds | |
I drink a coke he digs a hole and he heads | |
Back where they came, where the trucks leave their treads, speds | |
Over the sift | |
He goes all round it past the end of his shift | |
I make him leave he lets me know he feels miffed: stiffed | |
I forget to fix my card | |
Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
Stumbling through the yard sleepy |