Ezra Furman - Day of the Dog lyrics

From the bums on the street To the prisoners inside From the losers cast out To the runaway child And the wandering slave Through the wilderness fog They're all lying in wait For the day of the dog I came up in the world With a pain in my back And I never could run With the wolves in the pack But I been using my teeth And I've sharpened my claws And I'm lying in wait For the day of the dog If we get in a fight I won't take out my gun And you can go home tonight And you can think that you've won But I'll see you again And I'll prove you dead wrong And the sun will be high On the day of the dog It's the end of the night And we're greeting the dawn On a river of blood And a plague of frogs Ain't nobody can judge me Nobody but God And the sun will be high On the day of the dog