Sheepdog (Live) - Mando Diao

Composed by：Björn Dixgård/Gustaf Norén

Yeah yeah yeah

Well I aim at the first one

Who ll dare to stand still

Oh Lord you're tension is making me ill

You've got no friends in your home

You've got no family stone

You can't go yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Everyone in every town on every boat on every trip

The multi-talented strip

Will gather round you with coke and pain

Oh the trees ain't no doubt about the seeds

I had no thought about no yeah yeah yeah

Don't know why I can't locate this feeling

That I would rather be with you

It makes no sense while crying out

Loud well I may love you

This stress is wasting my emotions

That I would rather be with you

Don't let them closer to this secret that I may love you

Take 'em outa west take 'em outa height

Take 'em on a sweet ride

Those little angels are numbered nine

The colored TV once shined on desolation one five

They've got it yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Bust 'em in the light bust 'em in the light

They ain't worthy being named as thieves

One of those shorties said Hi up to the Abbot who died

The rebound yeah yeah yeah

Don't know why I can't locate this feeling

That I would rather be with you

It makes no sense you're crying out

Loud well I may love you

This stress is wasting my emotions

That I would rather be with you

Don't let 'em closer to this secret that I may love you

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Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like

I would rather heal your wounds

Now hear the dark gun punching out

That that I may love you

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