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  • My bulldog is barking in the back yard
    Enough to raise a dead man from his grave.
    And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing,
    Disturbance going to crucify my days.
    And the days they get longer and longer
    And the nighttime is a time of little use.
    For I just get ugly and older,
    I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose.
    And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning,
    I get bombed for dinner time and tea.
    I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a (real good time)(heart of gold),
    I'm a genuine example of a social disease.
    My landlady lives in a caravan,
    Well that is when she isn't in my arms.
    And it seems I pay the rent in human kindness,
    But my liquor also helps to grease her palm.
    And the ladies are all getting wrinkles,
    And they're falling apart at the seams.
    While I just get high on tequilla,
    And see visions of vineyards in my dreams.
  • My bulldog is barking in the back yard
    Enough to raise a dead man from his grave.
    And I can't concentrate on what I'm doing,
    Disturbance going to crucify my days.
    And the days they get longer and longer
    And the nighttime is a time of little use.
    For I just get ugly and older,
    I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose.
    And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning,
    I get bombed for dinner time and tea.
    I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a (real good time)(heart of gold),
    I'm a genuine example of a social disease.
    My landlady lives in a caravan,
    Well that is when she isn't in my arms.
    And it seems I pay the rent in human kindness,
    But my liquor also helps to grease her palm.
    And the ladies are all getting wrinkles,
    And they're falling apart at the seams.
    While I just get high on tequilla,
    And see visions of vineyards in my dreams.

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