Bulldog Skin - Guided By Voices

I played the part 
I played the start 
I made a table out of clay 
I placed my hands upon the plans 
I waited for a proud display 
I played around 
I heard the sound of certain trouble on the way 

I got bulldog skin 

I took a car 
I drove it far 
I dug the quality of steel 
I crashed my nerve 
I made it swerve 
I made it back - was no big deal 
I tasted blood 
A date with scud 
And now I don't know how to feel 

I got bulldog skin 
(Spark from the master)