Half Breed Stan Songtext
von Swan Dive

I like the whiskers on the side of his face
I like the twist in his front paw
Like Winston Churchill, he′s pointing the way
Napoleon of the lost cause
We come together in the worst of times
Don't lose the bone, sleep side by side
The road is lonely but we keep on padding along

Lazy day and a slow pace deliverance

And I guess it′s true, honey, you could use a friend
Like old half-breed Stan
He got the markings like an Indian sign
He got his ladies he hang with
We make a living, we're all getting by
We try to mind with a few spliffs
A cup of coffee and a cigarette
A kiss on the cheek, a pat on the head


The road is lonely but we keep on padding along
Lazy day and a slow pace deliverance
And I guess it's true, honey, you could use a friend
Like old half-breed Stan

I saw him moko at the supermarket
He stuck his nose in the electric socket
He liked the bacon but he know he chocolate
Hoofing it, loving it, snooping it, booping it
Who wouldn′t want us to be like Stan?
I wanna be like Stan

It′s a long, lazy day and a slow pace deliverance
And I guess it's true, honey, you could use a friend
And a long, lazy day and a slow pace significance
And I guess it′s true, baby, who would understand?

Like old half-breed Stan
Old half-breed Stan
Like old half-breed Stan
Old half-breed Stan