Four Black Dogs
(c. clay)

All my ancestors - oh my god -
Were chemists who stirred me up, and now I got
Four black dogs with bloodballs for eyes
Pick on the bones of somebody your own size
Four black dogs and one in a veil
They’re coming with clubs under a moon so pale
Four black dogs and their ears shot back
Sent to inform you of what you lack

It was clear from the start I could not pimp & thug
And when I tried I was bathed in only my own blood
Every other word was a nerd come to life
And I never heard – never been heard
Up against my own knife

All the head doctors – I’d just try
To make ‘em feel like they doin their job good, I
Let my face slowly shine and declared I could feel
But outside their door –
Still love’s blood had congealed

It may be true I can’t be helped unless I wanna be
So make me want that - Make me

And all of these cells now confess:
Chemists who stirred me up… til my death
Four black dogs with bloodballs for eyes
Four black dogs – one birth fleas
One birth the lady bugs, one carry keys
Four black dogs got my back
Poised – for attack

They’re bringing fire into the fog
I make my way with four black dogs

If all the seeds I plant
Turn out to be plastic beads instead
At least I’ll have a pretty noose
To dig up and string around my head
And if that noose don’t hold my weight,
Every bone break with the fall
And if by then I’m still quivering meat
I feed my four black dogs

They’re bringing fire into the fog
I make my way with four black dogs
They’re bringing fire into the fog
Now I be the fire with four black dogs

All my ancestors - oh my god -
Were chemists who stirred me up, and now I got....