Working Dog Lyrics

Colorful visions

Anywhere but the present

It's not a miracle

Just TV channel surfing

And the static climbs

The static climbs

The static climbs

The static climbs

I'm a working dog

Without a farm

I'll do my best to keep you

Out of harm's way

Without a job, I'll chew my arm

Without a job, I'll chew my arm to the bone

Carrying the planet

Wearing it like a blanket

Yeah, my shoulders are heavy

But I'd float away without it

And I'm no quitter

Where's the finish line

The finish line

The finish line

The finish line

I'm a working dog

Without a farm

I'll do my best to keep you

Out of harm's way

Without a job, I'll chew my arm

Without a job, I'll chew my arm

I'm a working dog

Without a farm

I'll do my best to keep you

Out of harm's way

Without a job, I'll chew my arm

Without a job, I'll chew my arm

Wish I could curl up by the fire

Wish I could trust affectionate hands

Wish I could float down the river

With no body and no plans

But the blood coursing inside of me

Calls fireworks artillery

And quiet makes it worse, I dream

Of cattle thieves

Wolves coming for my sheep

I'm a working dog

I'm a working dog

Tell me I've done a good job

I'm your working dog