Happiness, it hurt like a train on a [bad word] towards her, stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with a drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses [bad word] so you [bad word] 
Run fast for your [bad word] fast for your [bad word] for your children and your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your loving behind you
Can't carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can't you hear the horses
Cuz here [bad word] 
And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had
And what was left after that too oh.

Happiness it hurt like a bullet in the mind
Stuck them up drainpipes
By someone who should know better than that

The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses
Cuz here [bad word] [bad word] fast for your mother and fast for your [bad word] for your children for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your loving behind you
Can't carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses because here [bad word] 
The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses because here [bad word]