Luyện nghe bài hát Dog Years

In a life
A year is more like seven
And all too soon a
Will be chasing cars in doggie

It to me
As we make our own few circles the sun
We get it
And our seven years go by one

Dog
It's the season of the
Dog
With every it reappears

In the dog
People look to
Dogs cry for the
But those connections are

It to me
While it's true that every dog will his day
all the bones are buried
There is barely time to go and play

Dog
It's the of the itch
Dog
With every it reappears
Dog
For sad son of a bitch
Dog
With his tail his ears
(Tail his ears)

I'd rather be a tortoise from
Or a of geological time
I'd rather be a tortoise from
Or a span of geological
Than be in these dog years
Livin' in dog years

Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Ooh, ohh
Woo, woo
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

In a brain
A constant of low level static
One at the hydrant
And the answer is

It to me
As make our own few circles 'round the block
We've our senses
For the higher static of talk

Dog
For sad son of a bitch
Dog
his tail between his ears

In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)
In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)
In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)
In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)
(Ohh, ohh)
In the dog
(Ohh, ohh)