Testo Hey Bulldog Dead Lemming Lounge
SheepdogStanding in the rain
Bullfrog
Doing it again
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
What makes you think youâre something special when you smile
Child like
No one understands
Jack knife
In your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years
You donât know what its like to listen to your fears
Big man
Walking in the park
Wigwam
Frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me but you havenât got a clue
You can talk to me, if youâre lonely you can talk to me
Hey Bulldog