Look Who’s Walking on Four Legs Again Songtext
von Local H

Look who′s walking on four legs again.
I'm the kind of man only a dog could love.
Times are tough - but, man, this time it′s tougher.
We'll all see who we are when push comes to shove.
And, baby - these feet were made for walkin'.
But I can′t walk in boots of broken glass.
And, maybe - these times weren′t made for talkin'.
So I won′t answer questions that you don't ask.
Look who′s walking on four legs again.
It's hard to stand when you′ve gone from scraps to crumbs.
Times are rough - but, man, this time you'll suffer. Well, I say, "Hallelujah! I'm a bum."
And, darlin′ - these knees were made fro crawling.
And snakes will talk to men straight eye to eye.
And, darlin′ - these times weren't made for stallin′.
But red-faced and russhin' ain′t really what I had in mind.
Look who's walking on four legs again.
There′s no shaking hands when you're hanging by your thumbs.
Times are tough - but, man, this steak is tougher.
Well, I say, "Hallelujah! I'm a bum."
We′ll all sing, "HALLELUJAH! WE′RE ALL BUMS"