Dog's Breakfast by Dustin

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Dog's Breakfast

Dustin

Southern Gothic Dark Country

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Lyrics
Description
The sound of a V8 rev Tires squeal on gravel base and drums crawl and roar
And lot of deep gritty old Australian Merle voice speaks the low leaf growl
Leave long pauses after each line, chuckle under the final word
Old world had rules, had manners We kept the leash, now the leash is gone
Start running!
Em Sunrise on rust, G-Day Full tank, no shame
God on the road, not a plume He runs on fumes and hope
We run on V8, we chase, we chase We don't pray, tires scuffed to chrome
Smiles cut like teeth Wasteland, wasteland, make no sufferer
Diesel dogs, kings of the ruin The setting of the sun
It started when the end began
He's tired, tired, watch him swerve No fancy filter won't save his nerve
We brought casserola, we brought crowbars We keep the lullabies for the flames
Car full of medicine, eyes full of lust and spite
Tank near empty, final spot in sight
Wasteland, wasteland, no, no subtlety
Diesel dogs, kings of the ruin The setting of the sun
It started when the end began
They cry, the wifi, the flat whites They're tidy boxes, we didn't lose a thing
We were dogs on a chain The chain snapped and we licked the taste
Kill it back for old band
Dog's band
Dog's band
Dog's band
Dog's band
Dog's band
Dog's band
Dog's band