Dog Years Lyrics

In a dog's life A year is really more like seven And all too soon a canine Will be chasing cars in doggie heaven
It seems to me As we make our own few circles 'round the sun We get it backwards And our seven years go by like one
Dog years It's the season of the itch Dog years With every scratch it reappears
In the dog days People look to serious Dogs cry for the moon But those connections are mysterious
It seems to me While it's true that every dog will have his day When all the bones are buried There is barely time to go outside and play
Dog years It's the season of the itch Dog years With every scratch it reappears Dog years For every sad son of a bitch Dog years With his tail between his ears (Tail between his ears)
I'd rather be a tortoise from Galapagos Or a span of geological time I'd rather be a tortoise from Galapagos Or a span of geological time [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/dog-years-lyrics-rush.html ] Than be livin' in these dog years Livin' in these dog years
Woo, woo Woo, woo Ooh, ohh Woo, woo Ohh, ohh Ohh, ohh Ohh, ohh
In a dog's brain A constant buzz of low level static One sniff at the hydrant And the answer is automatic
It seems to me As well make our own few circles 'round the block We've lost our senses For the higher level static of talk
Dog years For every sad son of a bitch Dog years With his tail between his ears
In the dog years (Ohh, ohh) In the dog years (Ohh, ohh) In the dog years (Ohh, ohh) In the dog years (Ohh, ohh) (Ohh, ohh) In the dog years (Ohh, ohh)