Year Of The Dog Mike Doughty Time tells butterfat lies Sweet lousy cupcakes of lies[E] [A]I'll comply and I shall play along I was born in the y[E]ear of the dog[A] And the b[D]lue black tattoo, it crawled up my arm Scribbled vines crawling my arm[A] And a ro[D]oster rose up and it cried an alarm Sounded alarming alarms[A] And l[E]aid on the lawn and the dawns Of the morning got warm[D] [A]Queer fear in severe clear Scrunch your fat face like a doll[E] [A]I got made in a candy floss smog I was (guitaretab.com)