Bob Seger - Mongrel Lyrics
Here come the mountains, here come the hillsHere come the valleys and Shoreline stillI've seen 'em all, I know 'em wellMongrel, on the hard sellWith a fortrel polyester ink well hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord,But I can't leave you with the blues noRemember days, and endless nightsSpread my freedom and I scream for my rightsThru empty days and endless nightsSpurned my creator, screamed for my rightsChild of green candles in the wishin wellMongrel, Hard sellWith a fortrel polyester ink well hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord,But I can't leave you with the blues noCome down to ?, I'll buy you outGonna make you shake it Lord gonna make you shoutGonna burn you gonna, make you swellMongrel, on a hard sellWith a fortrel polyester ink well hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord,But I can't leave you with the blues noNo no