I'm Not Your Dog

Let it bleed

Let it be

Mother Mary

I'm on my knees

I'm like a smokestack in the wind

It seems I've spread myself pretty thin

And now the bank has took all I own

One more bad check, it's all gone

It's all gone

Thank you, Jesus

Thank you, Lord

For all these gifts that

I can't afford

And take that pretty thing in my bed

Just let me fuel my track instead

'Cause if the Holy Ghost don't appear

I'm on the next train outta here

I'm outta here

And there were moments in the night

I could've chewed the curtains

And for the first time in my life

I think I knew for certain

I'm not your dog

Your whipping boy

Your squeaky toy

I'm not your ashtray, ashtray heart

Your ashtray heart

I'm not your swag

Your piece of meat

I'm not your freak

I'm not the extra, extra cog

In some big wheel

I'm not your dog

Puppy beg now

Puppy heel

Bring it on, y'all

I can deal

What if the centipede lost a leg?

To make an omelet break some eggs

And I'm delirious, happy now

Just like your other fine puppy chow

Puppy chow

Now I patrol your garden fence

I've learnt to feign obedience

But in my mind I still run free

Along the marches and the beach

I'm not your dog

Your whipping boy

Your squeaky toy

I'm not your ashtray, ashtray heart

Your ashtray heart

I'm not your swag

Your piece of meat

I'm not your freak

I'm not the extra, extra cog

In some big wheel

I'm not your dog