Glued to the kerbstone, staring   Frozen at the stopsign too   See that crazy suicide mongrel   He's gonna try to clear that avenue      Old dog of experience   Ripping through the black and yellow cabs   Dodging rickshaws and the bicycle boys   He's got his mind on someone else's dinner   Over the road, 'round the corner, out of the noise      Lives down in some cool, cool basement   Sharing with a family of bouncy, ratty little guys   Works to a discipline of ritual undertakings   Sleep, eat, and gentle exercise      Old dog of experience   Ripping through the black and yellow cabs   Dodging rickshaws and the bicycle boys   He's got his mind on someone else's dinner   Over the road, 'round the corner, out of the noise      Some towns I know, he could end up in a restaurant   Wrong side of a table for two   It's enough to send him running, running for cover   Back into traffic, what's a poor dog to do?      Old mutt of experience   Ripping through the black and yellow cabs   Dodging rickshaws and the bicycle boys   Now he's got his mind on someone else's dinner   Over the road, 'round the corner, over the road, 'round the corner   Over the road, 'round the corner, out of the noise