I’ve been biting on my tonguenI’ve been waiting on my turnnI’ve been chewing on my nails nI’ve been climbing up the wallsnI’ve been sitting idly bynI’ve been quiet as a mousenI’ve been quiet as a mousenI’ve been quiet nownnI’m whipped, like Sonny to Cher I’m going downnI’m bound by hands and feet to misery nI make no soundnBut quietly get in line with the brotherhood of lost dogsnnI’ve been pulling out my hairnI’ve been talking in my sleepnI’ve been knocking on your doornI’ve been waiting by the phonenI’ve been kept in the darknAnd followed by the rainnI’m running down the drainnKid I’m falling downnnI’m whipped, like Sonny to Cher I’m going downnI’m bound by hands and feet to misery nI make no soundnBut quietly get in line with the brotherhood of lost dogsnnWith the brotherhood of lost dogs nWith the brotherhood of lost dogsnnI’m humble as a ghostnI’m barking like a dognI’m giving up the ghostnI’m howling like a dognnI’m whipped, broke beyond repair I’m doing downnI’m bound by hands and feet to misery nI make no soundnBut quietly get in line with, with the brotherhood of lost dogsnnbrotherhood of lost dogsnbrotherhood of lost dogsn