Hey Bulldog (Live DTLA)

Sheepdog, standing in the rain Bullfrog, doing it again

Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles

What makes you think you're something special when you smile?

Shy lie, no one understands Jackknife, in your sweaty hands

So kind of innocence you measure out in years

You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

If you're lonely you can talk to me

Big man

Walking in the park

We are

Right another dog

Some kind of solitaire is measured out in you

You think you know me, but you haven't got a clue

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

You can talk to me if you're lonely you can talk to me

All right, the people in the front row, the people in the back row, I hear you say, "Hey,

Bulldog."

When I say, "Hey, Bulldog," I want you to say, "Hey, Bulldog."

Hey, Bulldog.

Hey, Bulldog.

Hey, Bulldog.

Hey, Bulldog.

Hey, Bulldog.

Hey, Bulldog.

Hey, Bulldog.

Hey, Bulldog.