Worcester Artist Group

There's a man on the cornerComing on like MosesFound a new religionthat rebuts your plastic rosesHe's found his pathTo the living heart of jesusYou tell himYou've found yoursBeen to the futureYou've never madeThere is nothing less than musicThen the amusement arcadeIn a city without a soulNewspaper boys selling you the hard truthLucifer employs by the hands of maladyStuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boyStuck at the dog-end of a day gone byStuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boyDon't let the smoke get in your eyesWell the drunk outside the Wendy'sIs becoming less than friendlyA dog is barking at the moonThe drunk outside the windyIs becoming less than friendlyA dog is barking at the moonYou want to get awayFrom the city of lightThen when you've goneYou want to get backIt is some strange addictionWhen you need to put yourselfBack in your eyeStuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boyStuck at the dog-end of a day gone byStuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boyDon't let the smoke get in your eyeStuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boyStuck at the dog-end of a day gone byStuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boyDon't let the smoke get in your...Stuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boy Copyright Joey mars