Juan Mordecai Prodigal Son
Father father won't you tell me
What we're living for?
From the mud we're born and crawled
To wear the joke of law
Uncared undone
Never too much for your little son
For you i'm back
Comets in my fists and a coat of black
DogBoy DogBoy everybody calls me DogBoy
DogBoy DogBoy everybody calls me DogBoy
Father Father were you joking when you spoke of love?
In your mind an old redempion but then i fought ungloved
Too late for me and you are on your knees
But when i come home set the table for three
I, YOU and the DEVIL in me
DogBoy DogBoy everybody calls me DogBoy
DogBoy DogBoy everybody calls me DogBoy
The devil in you is the devil in me
The devil in you is the devil in me
The evil in you
DogBoy DogBoy everybody calls me DogBoy
DogBoy DogBoy everybody calls me DogBoy
