Kind of Like Spitting A Shaggy dog Shames its Owner Lyrics:
My father was run out of this town, a coward and a
drunk. And my mother tried desperately to clear
the name for me. Even in death that guy still
makes a mess of our lives. That's how I found you.
Angel at your bedside, kneeling down in front of
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Mary, with scary eyes. Kill myself for your
vision, for an honest opinion. For what my mother
wanted, what my mother wanted for me. Even in
death that guy still makes a mess of our lives.
That's how I found you. Lately I've been thinking
doing some real serious thinking about the space
between [something] a shaggy dog shames its owner,
see.
Lyrics: A Shaggy dog Shames its Owner, Kind of Like
Spitting [end]