Lay down with the dogs and complain when you get the fleas
Well I'm no better than Judas, I just prefer the kissing to tease
Well the crops are less bare as our backs as we harvest to no avail
With the night captain who never looks back to see the monster dead on his trail
Chorus:
Put your yoke to the wrong ox
Your yoke to the wrong ox
You've put your yoke to the wrong ox
And the lies are pouring out of your gasoline mouth
Well I can't walk on water yet, but I sure can drown in wine
Well my father, he must be busy again, so I already made friends with the swine
He said he's coming back for me someday, so keep one eye on the skies
So I wrap these beads around my neck, so if he comes, it all looks fine
Stoma
Woodmen Hall
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Lyrics by Woodmen Hall
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