Year of the Dog - DZ Deathrays, Matt Caughthran

My body says that it’s had enough

And I keep screaming for an answer

How many days do we have to go

How many spent under the bus

(Year. Of. The. Dog)

Another night, chew my collar

Another day another dollar

They say when in L. A

The TSA wants us to pay

(Year. Of. The. Dog)

I don’t wanna keep spinning around

I don’t wanna keep chasing my tail

Chasing my tail

Chasing my tail

Chasing my tail

Got in the middle of a fist fight

Of common sense and an asshole

I tell myself that it’s all okay

But really it’s just a dog a day

(Year. Of. The. Dog)

(Year. Of. The. Dog)

My body says that it’s had enough

And I keep screaming for an answer

How many days do we have to go

How many more under the bus

(Year. Of. The. Dog)

(Year. Of. The. Dog)

I don’t wanna keep spinning around

I don’t wanna keep chasing my tail

(Year. Of. The. Dog)