Dog Eat Dog Days
Keeping up with the Jones I still try
It's dog eat dog neath a vicious sky
All the finer things that you demand
This rat race has gotten out of hand
I toil and strain just to bridge the gap
The weight of life heavy on my lap
A token reward to earn my pay
The burden tests my will every day
Try hard as I might you just don't care
A sad reflection of cold despair
There's no joy ever since you left town
Your rejection only brings me down
So now in the quiet of the night
By the gentle glow of dim moonlight
I can still hear your shrill voice callin'
Oh how the mighty now have fallen
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