Dog Is Life jerusalem Lyrics by Fall, The

Dog Is Life jerusalem Lyrics

    You don't see rabbits being walked down the street
    And you don't see many cats on leads
    Dogs pet dogs dogs rapacious wet dogs
    Owner of dogs slow-witted dog owner
    Owner of rabid dog saving fare for tunnel
    Euro-dream of civil, civil liberation for dogs
    Society secret society inevitable nightmare
    Of drift dog pet dogs street bullshit
    Dog shit baby bit ass-lick dog mirror
    Dead tiger shot and checked out by dog
    Big tea-chest-fucker dog
    Black collar sends east german refugee back switch and crap pathetic
    Of earth-like lousy dog role model for infidel doghouse continent
    Most citadel dog-eye mirror hypnotic school slaver and learn
    Rot from dog on grass and over nervous delicate dog
    Detracts light from indiscrepant non-dog-lover
    Dog pet dog come home to ya
    Come home we'll talk shit to ya
    Dog the pet-owner-owner blistered hanging there death dog
    Plato of the human example and copier dogmaster pet mourner
    Dog is life



    And did those feet in ancient times,
    Walk upon mountains green?
    And was the holy lamb of god,
    On england's pleasant pastures seen?



    And did the countenance divine,
    Shine forth on clouded hills?
    And was jerusalem
    Ain the dark satanic mills?*



    Jerusalem



    It was the fault of the government
    I was walking down the street
    When i tripped up on a discarded banana skin
    And on my way down i caught the side of my head
    On a protruding brick chip
    It was the government's fault
    It was the fault of the government
    I was very let down
    From the budget i was expecting a one million quid handout
    I was very disappointed
    It was the government's fault
    It was the fault of the government

    I beecame semi-automatic type person
    And i didn't have a pen
    And i didn't heve a condom
    It was the fault of the government
    I think i'll emigrate to sweden or poland
    And get looked after properly by government

    Jerusalem



    Bring bow of burning gold:
    Bring arrows of desire:
    Bring me spear: o clouds unfold!



    And though i rest from mental fight,
    And though sword sleeps in hand
    I will not rest til jerusalem is built


    In englands green and pleasant land.

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