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Twilight of the Dogs

from Beach Street by Bill White

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I could smell the sulphur
When you walked into the room
And the rest of us around the world
Could smell the sulphur too
You spoke of a fair market
Free trade to help the poor
But we don’t take a word you say
Seriously any more

Chorus:
You didn’t come to my funeral
I’m the trash in your back yard
But your lights cast no reflection on the moon
This is the twilight of the dogs

Living in Eternity
I have no use for history
When you look up to look at me
Everything goes upside down
Here in this eternal shack I see
your world is turning black
And though your planes are in the air
Your soul is under ground

Repeat chorus

Your people lost their lustre
They couldn’t stand up to a fly
Life is a soap opera
That continues when you die
Your police are annointed
With the oil of Pork chop Hill
Patrolling every neighborhood
With a license to kill

Repeat chorus

The world keeps on turning
Although you’ve had your turn
We are no longer watching
Or caring if you burn
You once had my attention
Now you’ve faded from my mind
You never grew up, you never grew up
You are the country left behind

Repeat chorus

Are you so afraid of me still
Although Im dead and gone
Cant you find another enemy
to project your fears upon
You were the land of no borders
The home of the free
But your freedom is the measure
of people you refuse to see

Repeat chorus

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from Beach Street, released March 14, 2014

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