Here come the mountains
Here come the hills
Here come the valleys
And Shoreline still
I've seen 'em all
I know 'em well
Mongrel, on the hard sell

With a fortrel polyester ink
Well hord, Hot assed
Inkwell Lord,
But I can't leave you
With the blues no

Remember days
And endless nights
Spread my freedom and
I scream for my rights
Thru empty days
And endless nights
Spurned my creator
Screamed for my rights

Child of green candles
In the wishin well
Mongrel, Hard sell
With a fortrel polyester ink
Well hord, Hot assed
Inkwell Lord
But I can't leave you
With the blues no

Come down to
I'll buy you out
Gonna make you shake it Lord Gonna make you shout
Gonna burn you gonna
Make you swell

Mongrel, on a hard sell
With a fortrel polyester ink
Well hord, Hot assed
Inkwell Lord
But I can't leave you
With the blues no
No no