Gentle Giant - Dog's Life Lyrics
Shuffling down the street with his sideways feet,Stopping now and then and he'll stop again,No doubt in his mind where he's going.He doesn't care for his hair or his teethAnd if the truth were known he's a bit of a thief,Innocently lies, and it's showing.Who'd imagine he's man's best friend.Knowing he's your friend in the end.Won't be around when you shout or swearNot very sorry, he doesn't care;God knows why we call him old faithful.Pat him on the head, give the dog a bone;Use a friendly tone, he won't leave you alone.No one understands like old faithful.Early rise. Is it wise?Wonders happen now and then.Eats his fill, time to kill,Then goes back to sleep again.Trusty slave, bold and brave,And he roars like a lionBut in fact, it's an act,And the truth is that he isn'tNo one understands it's a dog's life.Chases dreams, so it seemsHe shines in his master's light.Looking good, so he shouldFor the choice is very narrowNo one understands it's a dog's life.Repeat: Shuffling down the street, etc.Note:A backhanded tribute to our roadies;our musical parody could only be drawnto a wily old dog. Surely two moreunmatched sounds as the Regal(a medieval reed organ) and stringsection could not be found, but theyseem to successfully convey the whineof both dog and roadie.-----------------------------------------------