Hey Bulldog
Sheep dog standing in the rain.
Bull frog doing it again.
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles.
What makes you think you\’re something special when you smile.
Child-like, no one understands.
Jack-knife in your sweaty hands.
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years.
You don’t know what it\’s like to listen to your fears.
You can talk to me,
You can talk to me,
You can talk to me,
If you’re lonely you can talk to me
Big man, yeah, walking in the park
Wigwam frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude measured out in you.
You think you know it but you haven’t got a clue.
You can talk to me,
You can talk to me,
You can talk to me,
If you’re lonely you can talk to me
Hey bulldog, Hey bulldog, Hey bulldog
Hey bulldog
What do you say?
D’y'know any more?
(laughter)