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Mongrels - Joan Osborne
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Mongrels Joan Osborne

Mongrels - Joan Osborne
Whatever happened to this
It was an island of bliss
In this ridiculous place
But now the river runs black
And I don't know the way back
I feel it going to waste

We are the mongrels
Underneath the table
Fighting for the leavings
Tearing us to shreds

We are the mongrels
Tearing up the floorboards
Unaware of the banquet
Up above our heads

I reach across the divide
I want to take you inside
But something's holding me bound
There is a thorn in my side
That's coming on like a tide
These tender feelings do drown

We are the mongrels
Underneath the table
Fighting for the leavings
Tearing us to shreds
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