Hey Bulldog (Live at B2 Moscow)

Sheep dog standing in the rain. 
Bull frog doing it again. 
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles. 
What makes you think you're something special when you smile. 
Child-like, no one understands. 
Jack-knife in your sweaty hands. 
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years. 
You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears. 
You can talk to me, 
You can talk to me, 
You can talk to me, 
If you're lonely you can talk to me (yeah!) 
Big man, yeah, walking in the park 
Wigwam frightened of the dark 
Some kind of solitude measured out in you. 
You think you know it but you haven't got a clue. 
You can talk to me, 
You can talk to me, 
You can talk to me, 
If you're lonely you can talk to me (yeah!) 
Hey bulldog (woof!), Hey bulldog, Hey bulldog 
Hey bulldog 
Hey man 
What's that, boy? (woof!) 
What do you say? (I said...woof!) 
D'y'know any more? 
Wowu-wa! Ah!(maniacal laughter) 
You did it, you got it right!That's it! 
That's it man! 
Whoo! That's it! You got it! 
Don't look at me, man, I only had ten children! 
Quiet boy, quiet! EE OK, quiet!