Lyrics
When I saw myself, standin' next to me,
I couldn't help but see the similarity
Had faded like somebody's
Two-week-vacation-summer-tan.
One had a problem,
And one had a dog he called man.
When the king came down
To the truck-stop-town,
There was a big parade,
It was a big let-down.
We thought that an answer
Was there in his un-calloused hand.
We had a problem,
He left us a dog he called man.
Meanwhile outside,
No one walked alone at night.
The missionaries left on ferries,
' Bound for foreign sanctuaries.
One held a sign that said,
" Its Time
To Forget Your Problems
And Find Food For That Dog Called Man ."
It was a giant dog,
Almost forty feet,
As the day went on
We knew it had to eat.
We offered our lemons,
We offered our tasty home-made pies.
The dog ate religion with soda and large-order-fries.