Out Of The Noise - Jethro Tull

Glued to the kerbstone, staring

Frozen at the stop-sign too

See that crazy suicide mongrel

He’s going to try to cross 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

He’s got his mind on someone else’s dinner --

Over the road, round the corner, out of the noise