Wet Dogs

Stepping strong in a conversation You can fix it Now its yours Got the words Of a running trickster And you bet on the winning horse Now the rest is some kind of bullshit You're too good or are they too bad? Only play games you know you'll win But we escaped from it, We know your kind Wet dogs! Oh how we love to see you fail Running into your own tail And the best is yet to come When you can't cope with the shame Don't let the panic in your mind Yes baby, thats how pain tastes You're just like us A little mortal No one cares for Know your kind Don't be a dick No one asked For your stories again We've all heard What you said 'Bout your ass being the shit What a bitch! Are you done Talking trash behind backs You're a slag You know what you are You're a silly little wet dog Crying howling in the rain In the rain! You're a fucking wet dog and you cry in the rain, you wet dog!