Текст песни dead dog walking

Once they called me Rover
Once they called me pet.
But since the sofa incident
I'm just the walking, hairballing ghet.

Sure, I ripped the cushions
But that was just a ploy
To bring to their attention
What a loyal; what a brilliant, brilliant boy I am.

Now I'm a dead dog walking
But I ain't dead yet.
They've made for me the appointment
We're off down to the vet.
It isn't that I'm frightened
It's just that I recall
The last time that I went there
I left without my balls.

Margarine is pleasant
Until the second tub.
The end result,
You know it's vomit
And owners spitting blood.

I pulled out all the vinyl
And chewed the tapes as well.
I believe that it was justified
James Last should rot in hell.
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It's hard to keep your ground
When in the wardrobe
Your latest present has been found.

Now I'm a dead dog walking
But I ain't dead yet.
They've made for me the appointment
We're off down to the vet.
It isn't that I'm frightened
It's just that I recall
The last time that I went there
I left without my balls.

I helped take in the shopping
I really did my best.
But falafel and tahini
Are too hard to digest.
The mess was in the bathroom
So of course I blamed the cat
That's never too convincing
Now I'm out and that is that.

Dead dog walking

Not chewing
Not talking
I'm a dead dog walking
But I ain't dead yet.
I'm a dead dog walking
And coming on home.