[00:00.000] 作词 : Geddy Lee/Neil Peart/Alex Lifeson
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Geddy Lee/Neil Peart/Alex Lifeson
[00:18.330]In a dog's life
[00:20.104]A year is really more like seven
[00:25.793]And all too soon a canine
[00:28.914]Will be chasing cars in doggie heaven
[00:34.088]It seems to me
[00:36.369]As we make our own few circles 'round the sun
[00:41.991]We get it backwards
[00:44.547]And our seven years go by like one
[00:50.333]Dog years, it's the season of the itch
[00:58.531]Dog years, with every scratch it reappears
[01:15.065]In the dog days
[01:16.728]People look to Sirius
[01:22.016]Dogs cry for the moon
[01:24.705]But those connections are mysterious
[01:30.829]It seems to me
[01:33.285]While it's true that every dog will have his day
[01:38.859]When all the bones are buried
[01:42.119]There is barely time to go outside and play
[01:47.247]Dog years, it's the season of the itch
[01:55.462]Dog years, with every scratch it reappears
[02:03.678]Dog years, for every sad son of a b***h
[02:11.769]Dog years, with his tail between his ears
[02:27.863]I'd rather be a tortoise from Galapagos
[02:32.614]Or a span of geological time
[02:39.910]I'd rather be a tortoise from Galapagos
[02:44.765]Or a span of geological time
[02:51.000]Than be living in these dog years
[02:55.362]Living in these dog years
[03:33.420]In a dog's brain
[03:34.900]A constant buzz of low level static
[03:40.287]One sniff at the hydrant
[03:43.346]And the answer is automatic
[03:49.125]It seems to me
[03:51.492]As we make our own few circles around the block
[03:57.195]We've lost our senses
[03:59.719]For the higher level static of talk
[04:05.546]Dog years, for every sad son of a b***h
[04:13.568]Dog years, with his tail between his ears
[04:21.786]In the dog years