I like it    I don't like it

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