Mongrels - Joan Osborne

Whatever happened to this

It was an island of bliss

In this ridiculous place

But now the river runs black

And I don’t know the way back

I feel it going to waste

We are the mongrels

Underneath the table

Fighting for the leavings

Tearing us to shreds

We are the mongrels

Tearing up the floorboards

Unaware of the banquet

Up above our heads

I reach across the divide

I want to take you inside

But something’s holding me bound

There is a thorn in my side

That’s coming on like a tide

These tender feelings do drown

We are the mongrels

Underneath the table

Fighting for the leavings

Tearing us to shreds

We are the mongrels

Tearing up the floorboards

Unaware of the banquet

Up above our heads

This is a chance for the prize

It’s waiting here in my eyes

You hardly look at me now

With every beat of my heart

I want to make a new start

But I don’t seem to know how

We are the mongrels

Underneath the table

Fighting for the leavings

Tearing us to shreds

We are the mongrels

Rolling on the floorboards

Unaware of the banquet

Up above our heads