Devin Townsend Drizzlehell Lyrics

Drizzlehell Lyrics

I watch the way you move 

And I count by the way you press your eyes 

And by the little things that put you down 

Ride the rails to where
you are -- help me thank you all 

Let me fuck you all, and by the way you
bitch and masturbate 

The bold ones carry on and on the way your prayer
comes up 

And have fun -- the way to carry on 



I'm a dog, I
know, I'm a dog 



It's the only way, it's the corner stay 

Push the freight along and grant them all their little 

Goddamn shitty
things 

In the light it grows, slower than before 

"Ten-four,
they've got to burn, the 9.3 will come to carry on..." 



Gimme some
of your good loving 

I need your good loving 

Dog, I'm a dog, I know
I'm a dog 

I'm a dog, I know I'm a dog... 



Oh, Elvis, yer
just standin' there and completely naked 

And I's jest thinkin' to m'self


"Goddamn-it boy! You've come a quite a little while for 

Such a
little country doggie..." 

And now it's touching himself in private 

How many people do you know who can make it through 

Life without ever
buying a goddamn vowel