Watchdogs |
(Rat In The Kitchen, 1987) |
You
try to close your ears
And you try to close your eyes But the blasphemies keep coming Tempting you with lies Chorus: Give thanks for your protection Your watchdogs of the night Who hold the hungry wolves at bay And keep them out of sight, out of sight You just don't understand it But it strikes a distant chord So you look for away of escaping And sanity's restored Chorus You focus your direction Cloak tightly pulled around But somewhere in the distance You can hear a haunting sound Chorus You're in danger of corruption And you're always running scared You cannot make decisions You're completely unprepared Chorus |