Thomas Dolby - I'm Not Your Dog lyrics

rate me

Let it be

Let it bleed

Mother Mary

On my knees

I'm like a smokestack in the wind

It seems I've spread myself pretty thin

And now the bankers took all I own

And what my bad check's all gone

It's all gone

Thank you Jesus

Thank you Lord

For all these gifts that

I can't afford

And take that pretty thing in my bed

Just let me fuel my truck instead

'cause if the Holy Ghost don't appear

I'm on the next train outta' here

I'm out of here

And there were moments in the night

I could have chewed the curtains

And for the first time in my life

I think I knew for certain

I'm not your dog

Your whipping boy

Your squeaky toy

I'm not your ashtray, ashtray heart

Your ashtray heart

I'm not your swag

Your piece of meat

I'm not your freak

I'm not the extra, extra cog

In some big wheel

I'm not your dog

Puppy beg now

Puppy heel

Bring it on y'all

I can deal

What if the centipede lost a leg?

To make an omelet break some eggs

And I'm delirious happy now

Just like your other fine puppy chow

Puppy chow

Now I control your garden fence

A flood to feign obedience

But in my mind I still run free

Along the marshes and the beach

I'm not your dog

Your whipping boy

Your squeaky toy

I'm not your ashtray, ashtray heart

Your ashtray heart

I'm not your swag

Your piece of meat

I'm not your freak

I'm not the extra, extra cog

In some big wheel

I'm not your dog