All the Dogs Are Lying Down Lyrics
by Johnny Flynn
I saw prayers being made with plastic rosaries
Carpets laid, no thought for furniture...
All the dogs are lying down
All the dogs are lying...
All the dogs are lying down
All the dogs are lying...
As I crept wayward cracking bones
The steeple rose, the way unknown.
The steeple jarred I set me down
And listened to the furnished ground.
"She saith soft things," said one who lay -
I turned to see the one turn grey!
An ash-burnt brim with naught he wept
But to the ground my ear had bent.
"Say softer things than e'er," saith I
The while my horse had run a mile
And lying in the black I wept -
For ne'er a lad so wayward crept.
Listening hard I felt too young -
The waywards talk with older tongues...
SCREWS ON!
SCREWS UP!
LEFT DOWN!
LIP OUT!
Burned by day!
Marooned by night!
Lost in a battle and found in a fight
Creep off ash-stained
Jump off, six lanes
One left and one gone!
None left and I'm gone!
I'm gone! I'm gone! I'm gone!
I saw prayers being made with plastic rosaries
Carpets laid, no thought for furniture...
All the dogs are lying down
All the dogs are lying...
All the dogs are lying down
All the dogs are lying...
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