Sounds Wrong

The Devil Dog

Has got you pinned to the ground

You try so many ways

And you look how that sounds

You got me telling me the differences

Between night and day

I thank the Lord

I wouldn't have it any other way

If these things sound wrong to you well they should

Jehovah's witness and the setting sun

He gave me a leaflet

I gave him my gun

He fears for my life

He's afraid of my son

I got down on my knees

And I kissed his polished tongues

I heard I was a member of the I.C.F.

I eat vermicelli

But I'm Irish at best

I shoot for the stars

And I fuck the moon

If the lighthouse gets in the way

I'll curse it too