I Am Not a Dog on a Chain

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Steven Patrick Morrissey (born 22 May 1959), known as Morrissey, is an English singer and lyricist. He rose to prominence in the 1980s as the lyricist and vocalist of the band The Smiths. The band was highly successful in the United Kingdom but broke up in 1987, and Morrissey began a solo career, making the top ten of the UK Singles Chart on ten occasions. His first solo album, 1988's Viva Hate entered the UK albums chart at number one. Widely regarded as an important innovator in indie music, Morrissey has been described by music magazine NME as "one of the most influential artists ever", and The Independent has stated "most pop stars have to be dead before they reach the iconic status he has reached in his lifetime".Pitchfork Media has called him "one of th… more »

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I am not a dog on a chain, I use my own brain
I can turn the conversation off, I'm too clever to be robbed
I am not a dog on a chain, thanks all the same
I have patience and I have time, both of which are mine

I hear a call, I hear a cry
I raise my voice, I have no choice
I raise my hand, I hammer twice
I see no point in being nice

I am not a dog on a chain, I use my own brain
I do not read newspapers, they are troublemakers
Listen out for what's not shown to you and there you find the truth
For in a civilized and careful way they'll sculpture all your views

So open up your nervous mouth and feel the words come streaming out
In volume, pitch and rising cries, opening your blinkered eyes
For otherwise you'll never know who you are or all that you can do
If you want to, if you want to, if you want to

I am not a dog on a chain, you've got to be insane
One is company and two is a crowd, and crowds are loud

Or maybe I'll be skinned alive by Canada Goose because of my views
Because of the truth, because of my fleece, because of my niece
Like drinking ink, the words explode, fattening fists, louder than blows
The dead are dead, ice cold and hard to where they can't be overcharged
They have no breath, they have no eyes, at least they won't be going twice

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