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Philosophy of Momus (Momus) · I Am a Kitten: Kahimi Karie Sings Momus in Paris (Kahimi Karie) · Lap of Honour (Kaiser Chiefs) · 101 Running Songs, Lap 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Lap of Luxury (Cheap Trick) · Lap of Luxury (Cheap Trick) · Lap Of Luxury/Dream Police (Cheap Trick) · Legends of the Incredible Lap Steel Guitar (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dog Eat Dog (Warrant) · Dog Eat Dog (Joni Mitchell) – and 90 other albums »


me

Lap dog lap dog you should come home
A little lap dog wasn't meant to roam
A little lap dog was meant to lay
By the fire and sleep all day
Gone to the dogs the man and his life 
He stands by the rail and looks at the sky 
Confused by the thoughts 
That stew in his mind 
Alone by
Nigga, and she bounce that back
My dog tryin' to knick-knack, give a dog a paddywhack
Paddywhack that, yeah, bounce it on my lap, lap
She's a real
his tail nervously
Since the beginning he hadn't touched his bowl once
He had lost a lot of weight

I helped him to settle on my lap
For a few
at night
Sex in heaven
Tough town
A cruel touch
Sailors leave
Sirens screaming
Lap of luxury
A show of violence
Take off your mask
Lay off my
turn on the tap 

But the water's too loud 
And I'm caged by the fact 
That the battle's not lost 
Is it the hair of the dog 

Or the Baa
coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running

She's impressed by a fat boy
Cadillac, weed, pistol
fruity by the pound
(That's how ya feel)
And I got the best white in the town
(That's how ya feel)
45 on my lap, it's going down
(That's how ya feel)
Daddy turning on the sprinkler
Us kids running through it in our underwear

Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a twitching
Fell asleep
Daddy turning on the sprinkler
Us kids running through it in our underwear

Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a twitching
Fell asleep
Daddy turning on the sprinkler
Us kids running through it in our underwear

Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a twitching
Fell asleep
the furthest recess of the mind
It is calm
There is peace
A cat on his lap and a dog at her feet

But oh the heart of a man
The secrets they bury within
the furthest recess of the mind
It is calm
There is peace
A cat on his lap and a dog at her feet

But oh the heart of a man
The secrets they bury within
on the sheets
I took a bus to yesterday

Their flesh is a cemetery, centuries old...
You are free as a lap dog
Just do what you're told

They wear spandex
a lap dog or a dead lion?
Tell me.
Tell me.

Tell me, is my name in your book?
Tell me, should I come back and take another look?
Tell me the truth,
Scarin' us half to death
Journalistic lap dogs
Can't seem to find the truth
Crystal meth with the paymaster
Sippin' on a hundred proof
Ain't you so hip
Scarin' us half to death
Journalistic lap dogs
Can't seem to find the truth
Crystal meth with the paymaster
Sippin' on a hundred proof
Ain't you so hip
You cross the tracks
Laid your head in my lap
Put your mouth on me
For the second time
Pull your, dress up slow
It's too dark to see good,
This is my mother fucking house, eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch name Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
You're all, I need
To get by, ahhhhh
You're all, I need
To get by, ahhhhh

(Background sample: Notorious B.I.G.)
[Lie together, cry together, I
Daddy turning on the sprinkler, us kids running through it in our underwear
Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a twitching
Fall asleep
First the earth was flat
But it fattened up when we didn't fall off
Now we spin laps 'round the sun
All the gods lost 2-1
A host from heaven pointed
Yellow dog school bus kickin’ up red dust
Pickin’ us up by a barbed wire fence
Mtv on the RCA, no A/C in the vents

We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
to feed on th sickness that you installed. To feed on your flesh, the only way you'll be absolved. By a process of degradation. We'll laugh while you slowly
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind