Folkdog Lyrics

So used to living in the kennel

So forget your scheduled food

Draining all of us blind

When you get the chance too

Stating you want your toy

But is it meaningful

Release the hounds out their cages

Let 'em run to school

Traditions passed, they know they know

The breeds run out, the folk runs slow

Catching up is the terrier dog

Fawn and brittle but he knows what he wants

Enter through where you came

As if a wagging tail has left

Breathe in the toxic flames

Holding on to your little theft

Your mane is growing too bold

And your canines loathing again

Save us all, save us all

The folk is out his den

Traditions passed, they know they know

The breeds run out, the folk runs slow

Catching up is the terrier dog

Fawn and brittle but he knows what he wants

Traditions passed, they know they know

The breeds run out, the folk runs slow

Catching up is the terrier dog

Fawn and brittle but he knows what he wants