Vārdi: Slade. Whatever Happened To Slade. Dogs Of Vengence.

They'll chase you
They'll race you
They'll run you to ground
Them dogs of vengeance on the prowl

They'll haunt you
They'll taunt you
They won't make a sound
Mark well the trickery dogs that don't howl

They'll psych you
They'll strike you
They're hot on your heels
Them dogs of vengeance are unreal

They'll track you
They'll crack you
They'll melt nerves of steel
Some sad obituary you are the meal

So come to my castle you innocent souls
Some good entertainment I've planned
Come to my chamber and I will unfold
Some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land

Break

They'll hound you
Then surround you
Then get set to attack
Them dogs of vengeance on the prowl

They'll claw you
Then tug-a-war you
There'll be no turning back
Accept my sanctuary throw in the towel

So come to my castle you innocent souls
Some good entertainment I've planned
Come to my chamber and I will unfold
Some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land

Some exquisite passion so grand
Some torment the best in the land
Some good entertainment I've planned
Them dogs are still hard on your heels
Them dogs gonna melt nerves of steel
Them dogs gonna make you the meal