Sympathy Cone

[Verse 1]
Fallin' off the wagon
Shot the fuckin' horse
Pitched a rough expansion plan
With problems at the source
The problem has no problem
If a problem should arise
Rise, I shall, come morning
Look the leper in the eyes
And smile

[Chorus]
Withhold
No rush to be sent off
Controlled
I have developed kennel cough

[Verse 2]
Dressed to the nines
Severed ties around my neck
To hide the bed bug bites
Mama never warned me

[Bridge]
I quit
I'm sick (Sick!)
Spayed
Then again, come what may
I'm safer on my fucking knees

[Chorus]
Behold
And flick the light switch off
I'm sold
I have developed kennel cough

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
Pill doled
Put me down to rest
I'm old
Developed the *cough*