| Song | Your Dogs |
| Artist | Ben Folds |
| Album | Lonely Avenue |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Botch | |
| I see it all, | |
| I get it, | |
| I promise you | |
| I doYour mom walked out on you when you were only two | |
| You’ve grown up believing that this country hates the poor | |
| You’re a dad three times over and you’re only twenty-four | |
| The Christians on the radio, they act like you’re scum | |
| Self-righteous condescending bastards, each and every one | |
| I don’t read the | |
| Bible but | |
| I try to love you, man | |
| Every flaw and violent act, | |
| I think I understand | |
| But your dogs, your dogs, what’s fun about those? | |
| And that tat on your neck, and that ring through your nose? | |
| The weed, the junk food, the violent pornography | |
| Don’t you think you’d want to be | |
| Just a little bit more like me? | |
| I still have high hopes you could join our community | |
| There’s more of us than you now, but we’d welcome the diversity | |
| You’re not white trash, like the other neighbors say | |
| If you want to challenge stereotyping, join the | |
| PTAAt night, when your pit bulls are scaring our children | |
| My wife, I’ll be honest here, wants me to shoot them | |
| And sometimes | |
| I let my fantasies run | |
| But that’s only at night, when | |
| I’m not really thinking | |
| And you’re listening to | |
| Metallica in your backyard and drinking | |
| The rest of the time | |
| I think we get along fine | |
| I never judge you, | |
| I’m a live-and-let-live guy | |
| But your dogs, your dogs, what’s fun about those? | |
| And that tat on your neck, and that ring through your nose? | |
| The weed, the junk food, the violent pornography | |
| Don’t you think you’d want to be | |
| Just a little bit more like me? |
| zuo qu : Botch | |
| I see it all, | |
| I get it, | |
| I promise you | |
| I doYour mom walked out on you when you were only two | |
| You' ve grown up believing that this country hates the poor | |
| You' re a dad three times over and you' re only twentyfour | |
| The Christians on the radio, they act like you' re scum | |
| Selfrighteous condescending bastards, each and every one | |
| I don' t read the | |
| Bible but | |
| I try to love you, man | |
| Every flaw and violent act, | |
| I think I understand | |
| But your dogs, your dogs, what' s fun about those? | |
| And that tat on your neck, and that ring through your nose? | |
| The weed, the junk food, the violent pornography | |
| Don' t you think you' d want to be | |
| Just a little bit more like me? | |
| I still have high hopes you could join our community | |
| There' s more of us than you now, but we' d welcome the diversity | |
| You' re not white trash, like the other neighbors say | |
| If you want to challenge stereotyping, join the | |
| PTAAt night, when your pit bulls are scaring our children | |
| My wife, I' ll be honest here, wants me to shoot them | |
| And sometimes | |
| I let my fantasies run | |
| But that' s only at night, when | |
| I' m not really thinking | |
| And you' re listening to | |
| Metallica in your backyard and drinking | |
| The rest of the time | |
| I think we get along fine | |
| I never judge you, | |
| I' m a liveandletlive guy | |
| But your dogs, your dogs, what' s fun about those? | |
| And that tat on your neck, and that ring through your nose? | |
| The weed, the junk food, the violent pornography | |
| Don' t you think you' d want to be | |
| Just a little bit more like me? |
| zuò qǔ : Botch | |
| I see it all, | |
| I get it, | |
| I promise you | |
| I doYour mom walked out on you when you were only two | |
| You' ve grown up believing that this country hates the poor | |
| You' re a dad three times over and you' re only twentyfour | |
| The Christians on the radio, they act like you' re scum | |
| Selfrighteous condescending bastards, each and every one | |
| I don' t read the | |
| Bible but | |
| I try to love you, man | |
| Every flaw and violent act, | |
| I think I understand | |
| But your dogs, your dogs, what' s fun about those? | |
| And that tat on your neck, and that ring through your nose? | |
| The weed, the junk food, the violent pornography | |
| Don' t you think you' d want to be | |
| Just a little bit more like me? | |
| I still have high hopes you could join our community | |
| There' s more of us than you now, but we' d welcome the diversity | |
| You' re not white trash, like the other neighbors say | |
| If you want to challenge stereotyping, join the | |
| PTAAt night, when your pit bulls are scaring our children | |
| My wife, I' ll be honest here, wants me to shoot them | |
| And sometimes | |
| I let my fantasies run | |
| But that' s only at night, when | |
| I' m not really thinking | |
| And you' re listening to | |
| Metallica in your backyard and drinking | |
| The rest of the time | |
| I think we get along fine | |
| I never judge you, | |
| I' m a liveandletlive guy | |
| But your dogs, your dogs, what' s fun about those? | |
| And that tat on your neck, and that ring through your nose? | |
| The weed, the junk food, the violent pornography | |
| Don' t you think you' d want to be | |
| Just a little bit more like me? |