I wrote this when my 3 months old dogs (puppies rather) were hit by my father because they would litter around the house. A rush of anger, which I could not vent out verbally came out through this song.
Dog-Shit
Play! Play! Play with me
Shit! Shit! Shit on me
Eat! Eat! Eat on me
Die! Die! Die for me
There is dog-shit in my house
And my parents are dying
There is dog shit in my house
Oh! We’re so clean.
You are rightly in my house
I’d love to see you dying
You are the toilet in my house
My dogs are so bright
Dog-Shit
Play! Play! Play with me
Shit! Shit! Shit on me
Eat! Eat! Eat on me
Die! Die! Die for me
There is dog-shit in my house
And my parents are dying
There is dog shit in my house
Oh! We’re so clean.
You are rightly in my house
I’d love to see you dying
You are the toilet in my house
My dogs are so bright
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