Texty: Ub40. Watchdogs.

You try to close your ears
And you try to close your eyes
But the blasphemies keep coming
Tempting you with lies

Give thanks for your protection
Your watchdogs of the night
Who hold the hungry wolves at bay
And keep them out of sight, out of sight

You just don't understand it
But it strikes a distant chord
So you look for a way of escaping
And sanity's restored

Give thanks for your protection
Your watchdogs of the night
Who hold the hungry wolves at bay
And keep them out of sight, out of sight

You focus your direction
Cloak tightly pulled around
But somewhere in the distance
You can hear a haunting sound

Give thanks for your protection
Your watchdogs of the night
Who hold the hungry wolves at bay
And keep them out of sight, out of sight

Give thanks for your protection
Your watchdogs of the night
Who hold the hungry wolves at bay
And keep them out of sight, out of sight

You're in danger of corruption
And you're always running scared
You cannot make decisions
You're completely unprepared

Give thanks for your protection
Your watchdogs of the night
Who hold the hungry wolves at bay
And keep them out of sight, out of sight