They said "Count your lucky numbers up, and you'll be fine" Well I'll count those lucky numbers when I get the time Time is hard to come by when you're marching to a beat You and I are nothing more than dogs on their streets Than dogs On Their streets (Ugh) Easy come and easy go and easy to get more Now everything is easy, and the dog is safe and warm He will lick the hand that beats him If the hand holds something sweet You and I are nothing more than dogs on their streets Life's a drag So be grateful for what you still got Life's a drag So just dance whilst you can, happy man-an Hey (Aah) Watching the reflections, showing all that you could be Just a simple misdirection, keep you dreaming at their feet Stay underneath the table, keep scratching at the door 'Cause what you got is all you'll get and you'll eat it on the floor Happy man Bite the hand if you still have the teeth (I believe) Happy man Where's the wolf underneath? (Show your teeth!) Show your teeth! Show your teeth! Show your teeth! Show your teeth! Show your teeth! Show your teeth! Show your teeth! Show your teeth! Show your teeth! Show your teeth!