Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Longpigs
Longpigs
Performer
Crispin Hunt
Crispin Hunt
Vocals
Richard Hawley
Richard Hawley
Electric Guitar
Simon Stafford
Simon Stafford
Bass Guitar
Andy Cook
Andy Cook
Drums
Colin Elliot
Colin Elliot
Percussion
Elizabeth Hanks
Elizabeth Hanks
Cello
Lorna Bannon
Lorna Bannon
Background Vocals
Sara J. Novak
Sara J. Novak
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Crispin Hunt
Crispin Hunt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Hugh Quarmby
Jonathan Hugh Quarmby
Producer
Kevin Bacon
Kevin Bacon
Producer

Lyrics

Today the sun Breathed beautiful Treated us like beauty fools Tools in its hand To succor the cry man The sky tried hard for you again Broke your heart in two again Far out in laughter Succor the dry man 'Cause my dog is dead (and gone to the dogs) My dog is dead and gone to the dogs Beat the first glimpse of your gold 'Cause I'm dead drunk Under the American sun For you Whoever You are Tonight the moon Our dumber friend Is such a quiet companion Sight out a love farm To succor the dry man The movie in my head is blue I think of little else but you Take this ancient music For wherever you lack 'Cause my dog is dead (and gone to the dogs) My dog is dead and gone to the dogs
Writer(s): Crispin Macmichael Sandys Hunt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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