Tekstovi: Powderfinger. Odyssey Number Five. Like A Dog.

In all that he takes, in all that he shows
The higher the stakes, lower the blows
All the mistakes, he's never known
Whatever it takes he'll be stealing the show

Now he nervously shakes as we rattle his stage
But he's happy to be stuck back in his halcyon days
Now we're trying hard to reconcile a history of shame
But he reinforced the barriers that keep it the same

If you treat me like a dog and keep me locked in a cage
I'm not relaxed or comfortable, I'm aggravation and shame
If you treat me like a dog, well if you treat me like a dog
Well if it's fine, fine time for the people of the lucky land

All that he takes, all that he shows
The higher the stakes, lower the blows

Now he nervously shakes as we rattle his stage
But he's happy to be stuck back in his halcyon days
Now we're trying hard to reconcile a history of shame
But he reinforced the barriers that keep it the same

If you treat me like a dog and keep me locked in a cage
I'm not relaxed or comfortable, I'm aggravation and shame
If you treat me like a dog and keep me locked in a cage
I'm not relaxed or comfortable, I'm aggravation and rage

And if you treat me like a dog and keep me locked in a cage
I'm not relaxed or comfortable, I'm aggravation and rage