My Dog

Oh no.
Oh god no.
He's dead. He's dead.

My dog was walking down the street, minding his own business.
Then this fucking car came and ran him over.
Have you seen my dog playing round and round?

And he was looking up at me with those big brown eyes
And he started shaking and shaking.
There I was I didn't know what to do,
And the blood was just pouring out of his mouth into a puddle.

Oh god. He's dead, no!
Have you seen my dog playing round and round your town?