DOG VS. HYDROGEN BOMB
© 2006, The Spitshine Kid


I’M JUST A LITTLE MAN
THE WORLD’S TOO BIG FOR ME
OH –OH OH

BE NICE TO ME BABY
CAUSE YOU KNOW IT AIN’T MY FAULT
YOU COME SWINGIN THROUGH THE WINDOW
ON A CORDLESS PHONE
AND YOU PUT ME THROUGH GESTALT
SO MANY TIMES
THE TIDE CHANGES
EVERY TIME SHOVE TURNS AROUND
PUSH IS SNIFFIN IT’S FAT ASS

YOU CAN’T SHAKE THIS YO YO OFF YOUR FINGER, YEAH
OH –OH OH OH

AND DOG SITS ON A CHAIN
SITTIN’ IN THE RAIN
AND A 4 FOOT DOMAIN
AIN’T VERY MUCH FUN
AIN’T VERY MUCH FUN
‘TILL YOU TOSS ME A HYDROGEN BOMB

BUT I FETCH IT ON MY DOG LEASH
‘CUASE IT’S A DOGGIE THING TO DO
AND I LOSE 7 YEARS FOR EVERY 1 OF YOURS
AND PRETTY SOON, BABY I’LL TURN 42

AND YOU SAY YOU GOT A SAD, SAD STORY
ONE THAT DON’T FADE OUT TOO SLOW
WELL, YOU DON’T HAVE A CLUE
HOW MUCH I’D RATHER BE YOU
THAN DOWN HERE WHERE THE BLOSSOMS DON’T GROW, YEAH

I’M SITTIN’ ON A CHAIN SITTIN’ IN THE SUN
IT AIN’T VERY MUCH FUN, YEAH
BUT YOU TOSS ME A HYDROGEN BOMB
AND I FETCH ‘CAUSE IT’S A DOG THING TO DO
BUT I LOSE 7 YEARS FOR EVERY 1 OF YOURS
AND PRETTY SOON I WILL TURN 42

(guitar gently weeps)

AND I’M STANDING ON THE PORCH AT 3 AM
WITH RIVULETS STREAMING DOWN
MY CROOKED ABS
YOU TAKE A FRIGHTENED STEP BACK
AS YOU LEAN OVER THE WOODEN RAILING, YEAH
YOUR ASS WAGGIN’ ME AND YOUR HAIR SPILLING OUT
LIKE MOSS OVER THE GARDEN DISTRICT

IT WAS SO SWELTERING YOU COULD
SCRATCH MY DEAD SKIN
LIKE ICING UNDERNEATH YOUR NAILS
AND YOU’RE SHOWING ME PICTURES THAT YOU DREW
YOU REALLY DO GOT SOMETHING GIRL

MY HEART WAS POUNDIN WITH FEAR
WHEN YOU DANCED IN THE HYDRANT
ON A RUN-DOWN STREET OVER BY LOUIE ARMSTRONG’S
CEMETARY

WE SHOULD’VE MADE IT TO
PRESERVATION HALL
A LOT OF THINGS WE SHOULD’VE DONE, YEAH
BUT LIFE DON’T HAVE NO
INVENTORY WAREHOUSE
WHERE YOU CAN CROSS THINGS OFF YOUR LIST
YOU WERE COUNTING COCKROACHES
AND PUTTIN’ THEM BACK
ON BOURBON STREET

IN THE MOONLIGHT AT 3AM
IN THE MOONLIGHT AT 3AM

YOU TUSSLED WITH ME IN BED FOR A SPELL
BEFORE YOU RAN OUT, YEAH,
I HEARD YOU GASPING
GIRL I HEARD YOU GASPING
OH YEAH