Back When Dogs Could Talk Songtext
von Wayne Kramer

Back in the day when dogs could talk
In the soft white belly of the beast
Dairy Queen madmen chased the girls
And muscle cars ruled the streets
Back in the day when dogs could talk
And dared to dream of something more
Not a place on the line to punch in time
Or your soul to the company store
Back when dogs could talk
Back when dogs could talk
In a Chevy coupe we cruised and schemed
To rule the world through rock ′n' roll
And laughed till our sides ached at what we saw
And hoped we′d live before we got old
Back in the day when dogs could talk
Dropped many acid and listened to Coltrane
Pissed off our parents and angered the police
With guns and guitars both loud and profane
Back when dogs could talk
Back when dogs could talk


J. Edgar Hoover's got his panties in a bunch
As the white Panthers rise to the occasion
In black leather jackets and M1 carbines
Reefer smokin' and slogans blazin′
Not that I wanna turn back the clock
Back to the day when dogs could talk
We′re doing righteous work, we cannot be stopped
Back in the day when dogs could talk
Back when dogs could talk
Back when dogs could talk
This goes out to all the people that make
Their money by the sweat of their brow
This goes out to all my blue collar workers, all my
Loading dock workers, my carpenters, my plumbers
My assembly line workers, my United Auto workers, postal workers
City sanitation men, cab drivers, bartenders, waitresses, all my
State and federal employees, my food service workers, gardeners
Day laborers, tool and die workers
Auto mechanics, child care workers
You're the salt of the earth and I love you
You are somebody
Back when dogs could talk
Back when dogs could talk