Dog at the window still looks all day never gets her fill
Cause a glance means a chance to break the birds out congregating
I have seen a look like that you licked your chops from where you sat
Make your kill for a thrill and you don't mind waiting
Rise up your dead, there's life in the old girl yet
Rise up your dead

When it bums you out, all the hunters sprung to pounce
And at best it's a mess like a nest infested
You remember there's more than this
There always was and always is

Tend the artist in your charges, you are full invested
And if you need to, read your mindless mag
Call me up for tickets, we'll go see Sugarland
And it gets better even when it's been a drag
Just move to the music, move your body to the band and
Rise up

Writer : SALIERS, EMILY ANN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing