Walking home late from football training
Hoping there is still some dinner on the table
I hear a growl, I crouch down
Peep up from the bushes, take a look around
(It's only my imagination)
Trees swaying in the creepy moon light
Shadows shifting from left to right
I look forward, I look back
I'm hunted by the beast, take off running down the track
The pit bull is off the chain
The pit bull is off the chain
Hot breath blowing on my heels
Heart is pumping like pistons firing wheels
Leap up a tree, it cracks and bends
Slam a branch on his head, take off running again
The pit bull is off the chain
The pit bull is off the chain
I get to my house, jump over the fence
Mama's gonna kill me for this hole in my pants
Outside the yard, the dog's lurking in a ditch
I'll see you again tomorrow night… bitch!
The pit bull is off the chain
The pit bull is off the chain
The pit bull is off the chain
The pit bull is off the chain