Hector the Dope Sniffing Hound by Mike Absalom Lyrics

Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound
Used to be seen around town
With Inspectors and Pigs, he was one of the Bigs:
A bark from that narc sent you down!

One night they were casing a joint
On point duty Hector did point
At the small herbal fag. Then he took a sly drag
Saying: Bow wow........WOW!.... What's the point!

Hector the Dope Sniffing Hound

Now among the butterflies and flies he flies
Closing his eyes
Ladybirds and beetles passing him by
Lazy days and summer ways, skies corn flower blue;
Hector defector, frolicking in the dew!

Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound
Was out through the door in a bound
Now he wanders at large shouting out: "What's the charge:
Afghan Black or Mongolian Brown?"
Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound
The most dogmatic dog in the pound
But now he's a drop-out. His eyes nearly pop out
Going round and around and around

Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound

Among the butterflies and flies he flies
Closing his eyes
Ladybirds and beetles passing him by
Lazy days and summer ways, skies corn flower blue;
Hector defector, frolicking in the dew!

His number was PC K-9
But now he's smashed all the time
Under floorboards and mats he goes chasing cats
Instead of unearthing Cocaine
Hector the Dope-Sniffing Hound
Has recently gone underground
He's the only coyote who's dropped pure peyote
Hector the Dope Sniffing
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