Beware of the Dogs

This street is haunted like a beast

That doesn't know its face

Is frightening to behold

All the painted little gnomes

Smiling in a line

Tryna get your vote

There's an architect setting fire to her house

All the plans where there, but they built it inside out

No one will endure what the sign told them they would

Beware of the dogs, beware of the dogs

My home, carpet on the stairs

Everyone in bed

Their eyes are wide as clowns

Next door sounds like bloody war

Waiting for the phone

Telling us to run

There's an architect setting fire to her house

All the plans where there, but they built it inside out

No one will endure what the sign told them they would

Beware of the dogs, beware of the dogs

There's no parliament worthy of this countryside

All these pious fucks taking from the ninety-nine

Now we'll all endure what the sign told us we would

Beware of the dogs, beware of the dogs