Dig Up the Dead

It's another regress
N ah dog at it's best
Doesn't' take up the dead
Go digging unless
There's a bone under there
Way under there
There's a bone or two there rrrr

Hey it's mostley my job
To go lurking a lot
And though my interest is not
To listen or nod
An yeah a dog at his worst
Will shit on the rug
Dig up the dead and bring it back smug

Gate Keeper won't go
Against a wallet for soul
Dog Froths at the mouth
Has a barn to walk round
Yeah he's goin in the ground
The madness can rest
And return to bones that'll be dug up next

A dog who is wise
Doesn't take up the dead
Yeah he learns all the tricks
And he wounds up fed
N there's a bone under there
Way under there
There's a bone or two derrrr

A dogs money is sticks
Not a corpse from a pit
Though a Itch is a itch
Man I'll tell ya this
You better bury me deep
Put me way down
So I don't end up bein carried around