Thugs - The Tragically Hip

Everyone’s got their breaking point

With me it’s spiders, with you it’s me

Thugs in perpituity

When we’re excited little birds around the feeder

The cat’s indifferent or he’s just furious, it seems that he’s never neither

I do the rolling, you do the detail

I do the rolling, you do the detail

Hairbird plucks a hair from a sleeping dog to build her nest

She says I’ve looked around and I like your hair the best

I do the rolling, you do the detail

I do the rolling, you do the detail

Ruby, honey, are you mad at your man?

Ruby, honey, are you mad at your man?

Honey, are you mad at your man?

I do the rolling, you do the detail

I do the rolling, you do the detail

I do the rolling, you do the detail