The Sleeping Dog Lies
by Stan C. CountzRight now I may be top dog
And I believe I can fly
Livin' high on the hog
I can almost touch the sky
But as easy as fallin' off a log
I'm freezing and about to die
I'm queasy and my mind is a fog
And I don't even know why
Don't let me get you down
Go ahead, laugh and smile
No need to fret or frown
It only lasts for a while
Some say she's bi-polar
Some say she's just confused
She may cry on my shoulder
Or she may blow her fuse
I just wish I had told her
My little bit of good news
I want to squeeze and hold her
And lead her out of these blues
There's a place far above the fog
A land where no one ever dies
They're livin' high on the hog
And the sleeping dog lies
Inspiration and Perspiration
