Suburban Bones

So u wanna be the best in show?
Such thick and supple hair.
Who will guide you through the winners circle?
Make you such a pretty pair?

You wan't canine companionship,
You wan't an alphaman.
Want to be ignored in lower circles,
But big in Japan

You get sick and choke on weak suburban bones
You die in your sleep on every Sunday morning
When you walk your favourite guard dog to the store.
You die in your sleep on every Sunday morning.
From now on.

Hard to win yourself prize money
When your friends are all washed up.
So you wash yourself in dirty waters
Drink from dirty cups.

Now you want to build a rocketship
to take you to the moon.
Put your bad self into orbit
Weave yourself on cosmic looms.

You get sick and choke on weak suburban bones
You die in your sleep on every Sunday morning
When you walk your favourite Dboy to the store.
You die in your sleep on every Sunday morning.
From now on.