Dog Days Lyrics

by Seum

In the belly of the whale

Beer, weed and kebab smell

Crawling out of the cave

To fly high on a Belleville club stage

Dog days

In the belly of the whale

Spending our minimum wage

Cheap guitars and broken snares

Dreams of rising in the metal doom scene

I am a Street Stoner

Used to cope with sinners

To fellow, gloomy brothers

Since the age of ten Street Stoner is for real

Lord Humungus

Street Stoners of Mlah

Distorted riffs of the plebe

Holy chants of RSA

Who gives a fuck how you play?

In the belly of the whale