Sheep dog standing in the rain
Bull frog doing it again
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
What makes you think you’re something special when you smile?
Child-like no one understands
Jack-knife in your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years
You don’t know what it’s like to listen to your fears
You can talk to me, you can talk to me
You can talk to me, if you’re lonely you can talk to me
Big man (yeah) walking in the park
Wigwam frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know it but you haven’t got a clue
You can talk to me, you can talk to me
You can talk to me, if you’re lonely you can talk to me hey
Hey bulldog (woof), hey bulldog, hey bulldog
Hey man who’s that boy? – Woof!
Wha’d’ya say? – I said woof!
D’y’ know any more? – Wowu-wa ah! Ha ha!
You got him! Get him! … Get him man! … Get him! You got him!…
Quiet boy, quiet! (okay) Quiet!
Hey bulldog…