from a fall i hored the word conviction and the thrill to the swell is in your golden touch but the flesh is weak and without reason so i slave to your beat and sword for all time god give a little love bring me back a dog in the next life god give a little love wanna be a dog in the next life when you strike with soul and quick precision i am smacked by a nervous twitch and cold desire they say the wretched get their kingdom bring it on its my time lets go we all die god give a little love bring me back a dog in the next life god give a little love wanna be a dog in the next life the trouble is me you the trouble is me you oh the trouble is me you the trouble is me you god give a little love bring me back a dog in the next life god give a little love wanna be a dog in the next life1