Days Are Dogs Songtext
von Shellac

I am today yelling instructions to tomorrow
Begging its forgiveness for what all I do now
Because these days are all dogs distracted by their assholes
The smell of rotting carcasses warmed by the sun
Half covered in snow but the parts left exposed
Smell so delectable


I am tonight and morning of tomorrow
Doing penance for last week
For the chances left untaken
And things we didn′t do because our safety is poison
And we now have no regrets
Without regrets we have no progress
I'd rather have had syphilis and doubt
You need me suffering you insensate lout

I am the last day of your life lived beyond all expectation
My wives and concubines are all fecund and pulchritudinous
And I hope that that′s correct the way that I used pulchritudinous
I pity all the dead who are not here to witness
Me, I'm rich as Croesus, sweet baby Jesus
If I can't take it with me I′ll have it all now

I am the rattle here to trample you to death
Unlucky you were cursed to have been born here first
Between us and our desires
Shitty trinkets and diversions that barely make it worth
Crushing the life out of your chest


Being frank I almost didn′t
Nearly stayed home watching baseball
But last minute decided