Happiness hit her like a train on a track.
Coming towards her, stuck, still no turning ba-ack.
She hid around corners and she hid under beds.
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled.
With every bubble, she sank with her drink.
And washed it away down the kitchen sink.
The dog days are over.
The dog days are done.
The horses are comin', so you better run!
Run fast for your mother; run fast for your father.
Run for your children; for your sisters and your brothers.
Leave all your love and your longing behind.
You can't carry it with you if you want to survive.
The dog days are over.
The dog days are done.
Can you hear the horses?
'cause here they come.
And i never wanted
Anything from you.
Except everything you had,
And what was left after that too. oh!
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back,
Struck from a great height,
By someone who should know better than that.
The dog days are over.
The dog days are done.
Can you hear the horses?
'cause here they come.
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father.
Run for your children; for your sisters and brothers.
Leave all your love and your longing behind.
You can't carry it with you, if you want to survive.
The dog days are over.
The dog days are done.
Can you hear the horses?
'cause here they come.
The dog days are over.
The dog days are done.
The horses are comin',
So you'd better run.
The dog days and over.
The dog days are done.
The horses are comin',
So you'd better run.
