Pull Like a Dog Songtext
von The Scratch

Up she flew, hadn′t lost a feather
"Write", she said, and she never wrote
So pull like a dog

Rowin' and rowin′ and rowin'
Hows God's little soldier doin′?
Shoot from the hip
Don′t hide your cuts and tricks (on the fuckin' trip)
Give it now

Always being told to go placidly among the noise
And always with a lick of patience
And she never wrote


Rowin′ and rowin' and rowin′
Dark nights but the spirits glowing
All the hearsay carves so deep
So red is the beggars hand

Up she flew, hadn't lost a feather
"Write", she said, and she never wrote
Up she flew, hadn′t lost a feather
"Write", she said, and she never wrote

Pull like a dog
All the hearsay carves so deep

Up she flew, hadn't lost a feather
"Write", she said, and she never wrote
Up she flew, hadn't lost a feather
"Write", she said, and she never wrote

Pull like a dog
Always being told to go placidly among the noise with a lick of patience
Always being told to go placidly among the noise with a lick of patience