The judge was all hungover When the president took the stand So he didn't really notice When things got out of hand
Then the press boys thank the president And he tells them what to say There's a photo opportunity And then they're sent away
To a place where nothing matters Where the wheels of progress turn Where reality is fiction But the dogs show no concern
Now the clerks look out the windows At those dogs down in the park Every window holds a staring face Every desk stands piled with work
Now a dog cannot imagine What it is to drive a car And we in turn are limited By what it is we are
We are dogs in our own paradise In a theme park of our own Doggy dancers doing doody Doggy dreaming all day long
Dreaming all day long Happy all day long Dreaming all day long In a paradise of our own
We are dogs in our own paradise In a theme park of our own Doggy dancers doing doody Doggy dreaming all day long
Compositores: Brian Peter George Eno (Brian Eno) (PRS), David Byrne (David Byrne) (BMI)Editores: Moldy Fig Music (BMI), Opal Ltd (PRS)Administração: Music Companion (BMI)Publicado em 2018 (28/Mar)ECAD verificado obra #29348657 e fonograma #16111898 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM