Year of the Dog

My body says that it’s had enough
And I keep screaming for an answer
How many days do we have to go
How many spent under the bus
(Year. Of. The. Dog)
Another night, chew my collar
Another day another dollar
They say when in L. A
The TSA wants us to pay
(Year. Of. The. Dog)
I don’t wanna keep spinning around
I don’t wanna keep chasing my tail
Chasing my tail
Chasing my tail
Chasing my tail
Got in the middle of a fist fight
Of common sense and an asshole
I tell myself that it’s all okay
But really it’s just a dog a day
(Year. Of. The. Dog)
(Year. Of. The. Dog)
My body says that it’s had enough
And I keep screaming for an answer
How many days do we have to go
How many more under the bus
(Year. Of. The. Dog)
(Year. Of. The. Dog)
I don’t wanna keep spinning around
I don’t wanna keep chasing my tail
(Year. Of. The. Dog)