Story Behind The Song
Copping riffs is a lot of fun. Joey E's one take on drums, while trying to beat the "heat" out of town. He recorded this take in five minutes with a loaded truck, then drove all night for LA. Right after that he immediately met up with Pam.
Song Description
Everybody is a rip off artist...even you.
| Song Length |
4:00 |
Genre |
Rock - Classic, Rock - General |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Lyrics
Everybody's dreamin and a schemin like they were someone else,
Everybody wheelin and a feelin like they were someone else,
See that boy he's just an idiot star,just a slob getting beat by dogs,
See that girl she's just a novel queen, just a scribble in a magazine,
See the boys in their justice jobs, but they spend all night playing old guitars,
A stolen riff and a borrowed chop, in the end they're all just guilty dogs,
She tells him he's the king in bed, his money's going to her head,
He's just her little sugar bear, in the end she's gonna be his heir, Guilty Dogs, guilty dogs.
Pour me something bittersweet, in the dark you're gonna meet,
this thing I call myself and I can't stand Jekyl but afraid of Hyde.
Oh hahahahaha.
Everybody's dreamin, hopin and a a schemin like they were someone else,
Everybody wheelin and a feelin like they were someone else,
She caught him in another bed, now that papa bear is dead, Goldilocks and Mama Bear get together just to count their shares. And in the end...
Cop a deal on a stolen chop, in the end we're all guilty dogs,
What a sequel when the loot you take more than equals all the love you faked.
And in the end, everybody's doing it, doing it, doing it.