This nice and subtle happiness of reading, this joy not chilled by age, this polite and unpunished vice, this selfish, serene life-long intoxication.

Logan Pearsall Smith

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Wild Dogs
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This baggage handcuffed to my wrists
I drag it everywhere I go
Sometimes I fight you with my fists
But if I knew which way was home
 
Before the karma cut me loose
Would bring me whisky and my water
Sometimes I get the blues
Though I know I shouldn't oughta
That's where i`d go
 
Run down ghost trail, no chance of love
No sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night
Oh, that's what I like
 
Before the karma cut me free
I'm sick of my own company
Sometimes I miss the boat
Most times I miss my home
That's where i`d go
If I new which way was home
 
Run down ghost trail, no chance of love
No sign of life
Just wild dogs howlin' in the night
 
Hear `em howl...