[Verse 1] From twenty-two pups, you stood out at once, Innocent eyes, brindle fur and a wet black nose. Three perfect breeds mixed into one little mutt, Tiny furry chaos — everybody knows. Thought you’d stay little, perfect for our place, Now forty-five kilos running wild at full pace. [Chorus] Big goofy monster with a heart so pure, Absolute chaos — but we still want more. Life was way too quiet before you arrived, Now our dog-shaped tornado keeps us alive. [Verse 2] He loves water, but somehow hates rain, Separation anxiety melting his brain. Eating grass like a cow, sleeping in the sun, Built like an athlete, acts like a potato bun. He’s making sounds from another dimension, Presence of a brain is still under question. [Chorus] Big goofy monster with a heart so pure, Absolute chaos — but we still want more. Life was way too quiet before you arrived, Now our dog-shaped tornado keeps us alive. [Outro] Although not very sharp, he tries to be protector, Loves his pack extremely — loyal little monster. Two braincells fighting, barely getting by, Still Rocky makes our little world feel right.
