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Housebroken letra


Well, we called off your guard as we entered the yard
To convince you to redirect some of that rage
Because who fed you rocks while they ate their thanksgiving
And who left you out all alone in their cage?

And when you were a pup, I watched you so close
You ran straight to the distance allowed by his post
You got kicked, you got choked, phrases crept up your spine
When he said: We must keep our bitches in line
And on his poker nights, he says the same of his wife

He’s the top-dog, pack leader, a true alpha-male
So, make no sudden moves, keep your nose from the border
You move fast, you eat last this side of pecking order

So, why don’t you come with me? We’ve got acres with streams
We won’t keep you in cages, make you beg for your treats
We won’t tell you to heal though, you might need some time to dig up those old bones
Your young self left behind, you said: Your offer is nice but here should suffice!

Yeah, my younger years were something, but that isn’t my life
Master is all that I’ve got, he keeps me having a purpose
Gives me bed, keeps me fed, and I'm just slightly nervous
Of what I might do if I were let loose
If I caught that mail car, or ate garbage for food
So, as I bare all my teeth, I will ask of you please to just leave!

Well your heart has spoken
I feel you’re already housebroken
Well your heart has spoken
I feel you’re already housebroken

Well, I made you the hood ornament of an oncoming car
Because your bark might seem bad, but I’ll show you the scars
From when the state sent you over to deliver your teeth
To the heels of your kindred breaking chains from their feet

And as you wipe your hands clean
Splash of water, paper napkin
While the parrots sing headlines, we wear the leash like a fashion
Try to take out my claws expect a visceral reaction
Try to muzzle me up I’ll lash out and bite back
And keep my options open for fear of becoming house

The Hotelier - Letras

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