Bulldog Skin - Guided By Voices

I played the part

I played the start

I made a table out of clay

I placed my hands

Upon the plans

I waited for a proud display

I played around

I heard the sound

Of certain trouble on the way

I got bulldog skin

I got bulldog skin

I took a car

I drove it far

I dug the quality of steel

I crashed my nerve

I made it swerve

I made it back, was no big deal

I tasted blood

A date with scud

And now I don’t know how to feel

‘Cause I got bulldog skin

I got bulldog skin

All right, get wild

I got bulldog skin

I got bulldog skin

I got bulldog skin

I got bulldog skin