THE OLD DOG BARKINí IS YOU

OLD DOG CREEPINí ROUND AT NIGHT,

BARKINí NEATH A FULL MOON BRIGHT,

ITíS ENOUGH TO STOP YOUR HEART WITH FRIGHT,

AND TURN YOUR WARM BLOOD COLD.

TAKINí PILLS TO CALM YOU DOWN,

NO WHERE IS YOUR POWER FOUND,

NO IMPACT ON THE WORLD AROUND,

YOUR ENERGY WONíT FLOW.

 

KEEP YOUR COOL MAN.

STAND YOUR GROUND, SON.

COUNT TO TEN MAN.

KEEP YOUR HEAD ON.

THE OLD DOG BARKINí IS YOU.

THE OLD DOG BARKINí IS YOU.

 

DEEP INSIDE YOUR HEART AND SOUL,

IS SOMETHING THERE THAT WONíT LET GO.

CANíT TRUST YOURSELF AND YOU DONíT KNOW,

WHATíS REALLY GOINí ON.

YOUR MIND PROJECTS A GOTHIC SCENE,

YOUíRE LIVING IN THE DARKEST DREAM,

AND YOU DONíT DARE TO EVEN SCREAM,

THEY MIGHT TAKE YOU AWAY.

 

THE RED ROSE IS LOST IN TIME,

YOU CANíT MAKE THE CLOCK UNWIND.

THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR USELESS MIND,

THE ANSWERS IN YOUR SOUL.

FIND YOURSELF OR TAKE A TRIP.

SOMEHOW YOU MUST GET A GRIP.

RELEASE YOURSELF OR YOU MIGHT SLIP,

AND SPIN OUT OF CONTROL.