Hands Like Machetes (old dirty dog)

Walking down the street All my friends are waiting for me Picking up my feet I start to drag my body All them looking at me Won't say that I'm sorry Won't say it no Won't say that I sorry Won't say it no Counting all my blessings That don't belong to me And grandma won't stop praying Hands like machetes Raining down on me Hands like machetes Raining down on me I'm heading back to dream Oh well what's the difference I lay me down to sleep With friends that aren't so wicked Friends that aren't so Friends that aren't so wicked Friends that aren't so Old dirty dog I know it's tough it's hard And even when you seek love Don't know if it will come And I know that there's no moon But I will sit and howl with you I'll howl with you