| Song | Bow Wow |
| Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
| Album | Gallowsbird's Bark |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Down in the dumps | |
| Me and the seagulls we were looking for lumps | |
| They all get scared when off of one of the bumps:jumps | |
| I have to clutch | |
| I have to tell him his commands all in Dutch | |
| He likes his treat but he don't like to touch much | |
| I forget to fix his card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Running through the yard keenly | |
| High on the hills | |
| They laid the sod thought they were full of the fills | |
| Now when we're searching I swear all of the kills stills | |
| Wrinkling his brow | |
| He takes a sniff and drags me over there now | |
| He looks all worried then he tells me a bow wow | |
| I forget to fix his card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Running through the yard keenly | |
| Shade by the sheds | |
| I drink a coke he digs a hole and he heads | |
| Back where they came, where the trucks leave their treads, speds | |
| Over the sift | |
| He goes all round it past the end of his shift | |
| I make him leave he lets me know he feels miffed: stiffed | |
| I forget to fix my card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Stumbling through the yard sleepy |
| Down in the dumps | |
| Me and the seagulls we were looking for lumps | |
| They all get scared when off of one of the bumps: jumps | |
| I have to clutch | |
| I have to tell him his commands all in Dutch | |
| He likes his treat but he don' t like to touch much | |
| I forget to fix his card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Running through the yard keenly | |
| High on the hills | |
| They laid the sod thought they were full of the fills | |
| Now when we' re searching I swear all of the kills stills | |
| Wrinkling his brow | |
| He takes a sniff and drags me over there now | |
| He looks all worried then he tells me a bow wow | |
| I forget to fix his card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Running through the yard keenly | |
| Shade by the sheds | |
| I drink a coke he digs a hole and he heads | |
| Back where they came, where the trucks leave their treads, speds | |
| Over the sift | |
| He goes all round it past the end of his shift | |
| I make him leave he lets me know he feels miffed: stiffed | |
| I forget to fix my card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Stumbling through the yard sleepy |
| Down in the dumps | |
| Me and the seagulls we were looking for lumps | |
| They all get scared when off of one of the bumps: jumps | |
| I have to clutch | |
| I have to tell him his commands all in Dutch | |
| He likes his treat but he don' t like to touch much | |
| I forget to fix his card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Running through the yard keenly | |
| High on the hills | |
| They laid the sod thought they were full of the fills | |
| Now when we' re searching I swear all of the kills stills | |
| Wrinkling his brow | |
| He takes a sniff and drags me over there now | |
| He looks all worried then he tells me a bow wow | |
| I forget to fix his card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Running through the yard keenly | |
| Shade by the sheds | |
| I drink a coke he digs a hole and he heads | |
| Back where they came, where the trucks leave their treads, speds | |
| Over the sift | |
| He goes all round it past the end of his shift | |
| I make him leave he lets me know he feels miffed: stiffed | |
| I forget to fix my card | |
| Down on Richmond Boulevard | |
| Stumbling through the yard sleepy |