I was the driver for the drive-by of the neighbor’s dog
Dad had always hated him and he said “Come on son,
“Get into the Vega now and I’ll go get my shotgun”
It was a military holiday and kids were everywhere
I hid behind the steering wheel and tried to disappear
I tried to speak but couldn’t, dad was whistling and drinking beer
And I prayed: Dear God, if you save this dog
I will never get high, I will never jack off
I will do all the things that I should but have not
I’ll be a good boy from now on
We turned around the corner soon and saw the neighbor’s yard
Dad lit up a cigarette and rolled his window down
And grinning like an idiot he stuck his head and body out
And I prayed: Dear God, if you save this dog
I will never get high, I will never jack off
I will be all the things that I should but am not
I’ll be a good boy from now on
I’ll be a good boy from now on
Well he popped in a shell and took aim with the gun
Then a flash and a bang and the dog, it was gone....
It jumped up and ran away
Dad had shot right through it’s chain
Dad said “Take me to the Dairy Queen, I want to have a shake”
We sipped them on the benches there and stared out on the lake
And Dad has never said another word about that day
I hope you’re not disappointed, God
‘Cause I still get high and I still jack off
And you knew I was lying but you still saved that dog
You’re such a good God
Such a good, good God
And I say Hallelujah
I’ll be a good boy from now on
It takes a Glen Phillips penned Toad backed tune to so enigmatically describe every other breakup you've had.
This just never gets old.
Trevor Hartigan