Skin Yard - Bulldog Lyrics

Sheepdog, standing in the rain
Bullfrog, doing it again
Some kind of happiness is
Measured out in miles
What makes you think your
Special when you smile?

Childlike, no one understands
Jackknife, in your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is
Measured out in years
You don't know what it's like
To listen to your fears

You can talk to me you can talk to me
If you're lonely you talk to me
C'mon, C'mon talk to me

Big man, walking in the park
Wig-wam, frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me
But you haven't got a clue

You can talk to me you can talk to mе
You can talk to me
If you're lonely you talk to mе

Too much acid, too many people
Too little to do
Too much acid, too much people
Too little to do
Too much acid, too much people
Too little to do
Too many people, to much acid
Too little to do

Too little to do too little to do
Too little to do too little to do
To much acid, too many people
Too little to do