Tired Old Dog

Stretch my arms and rub my face
Another boring, normal day
Another Monday full of car chases and hand grenades
It's all so mundane
Another tall building leap
I catch the masked gunman at the very last second
Hand cuffs on the diamond thief
Lay my head on the pillow after
I nurse my cuts and scrapes
Even saving the world can be a bore
When it's your every day
Only so many babies in house fires lives you can save
When the chief comes
Asks me to do one last job
One more big score, big heist
I'm gonna tell him "Fuck off"
I am a tired old dog
I am a tired old dog
Take me out back
And shoot me down
Let the young guns
Take over now
I am a tired old dog
On long stake outs in the patrol car
Sip bad coffee, contemplate
Only a few bomb threats one small knife fight pretty low stakes
I find my mind drifting off to a parallel timeline
One where I married happily
And we're raising our teenage son
And when you leave a voice mail
You can hear us sing in harmony on our home phone
When the chief comes
Asks me to do one last job
I'm gonna tell him, right to his face, he can fuck right off
I am a tired old dog
I am a tired old dog
Take me out back
And shoot me down
Let the young guns
Take over now
I am a tired old dog
(I am a tired old dog)
A race horse you should put down
A race horse you should put down
Pump me full of drugs
Make glue out of my tired legs
I am a tired old dog
A tired old dog