Sheepdog

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Well, I aim at the first one who’ll dare to stand still

Oh Lord, you're tension is making me ill

You've got no friends in your home

You've got no family stone

You can't go, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip

The multi-talented strip

Will gather ‘round you with coke and pain

Oh, the trees, ain't no doubt about the seeds

I had no thought about, no, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't know why

I can't locate this feeling

That I would rather be with you

It makes no sense, while crying out loud, well,

I may love you

This stress is wasting my emotions

That I would rather be with you

Don't let them closer to this secret that

I may love you

Take 'em outa west, take 'em outa height

Take 'em on a sweet ride

Those little angels are numbered nine

The colored

TV once shined on desolation one five

They've got it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Bust ‘em in the light, bust ‘em in the light

Bust ‘em in the daylight

They ain't worthy being named as thieves

One of those shorties said, "Hi" up to the

Abbot who died

The rebound, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't know why

I can't locate this feeling

That I would rather be with you

It makes no sense, you're crying out loud, well,

I may love you

This stress is wasting my emotions

That I would rather be with you

Don't let 'em closer to this secret that

I may love you

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Now, hear the bluebird whistle hymns like“

I would rather heal your wounds”

Now, hear the dark gun punching out

That, that

I may love you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah