Me And the Dog

I've got a big chip on my shoulder

So big that the seagulls dive

It's a mark that I've inherited

That convicton's in my stride

Small town induced psychosis

Grows ripe, it's in its prime

Oh I know they want to maim me

Oh they all have an axe to grind

I saw all the pictures doing the rounds

Saw a girl looking black and blue

I heard whispers of foul evil and I knew that it was you

But I don't need a nemesis

I've got my hands full with myself

So I lean on psilocybin and my waning mental health

It's just me and the dog, oh I need no one else

It's just me and the dog, oh I need no one else

Oh I stood and waited solemnly with patience of a saint

But in my mind's a howling that gags all time and space

I was screaming up at Jesus, but he never ever came

I was hardly that dumbfounded, it's his usual fucking state

But I know I'm not alone here, see my kin on every street

In the high school cafeteria being branded there as freaks

In the caustic scathing echoes, in ears of children of divorcees

In the haunting on-hold jingles

And the poor soul on the street

It's just me and the dog, oh I need no one else

It's just me and the dog, oh I need no one else

Oh-ah, it's just me and the dog, needing no one else

Eh-ah, eh-ah, it's just me and the dog, oh I need no one else

It's just me and the dog, oh I need no one else