3-Legged Dog

Like a 3-legged dog you've called in sick

Sure there's seconds of pleasure but so many moments of pain

And you can't snap your fingers and you don't talk so straight

You want to be loved, but you probably can't make it anyway

Now the ground is cold and there's no fire around

An absence of fire and you're just cold

And I've seen this dog in my sleep

He chases my father too, when he dreams between the sheets

But, we all think it's time for you to quit

Take a last swig of that cabernet

But, I tell you my friend I won't forget you

And the world's not clean, but they get mad when you're dirty

If you've handled some food, you better wash up

Like a 3-legged dog you got three feet

You can't walk fast or fuck, but you still get in heat

You can't wag your ears or flap your tail,

But I still see you wandering down by the wishing well

When the ground was young and caves were cold,

you've stayed out all night and you're just too old.