Lyrics Stray Dog's Got it Made - Sea Ray

Stray Dog's Got it Made

I’ve got no sympathy
For the man who stays when the bullets fly
«Not my war», «Not my scene», «Gonna go before my time»
One thing I always find, the stray dog’s got it made
Pistol whipped into a dream
Dream about a killimg machine
So he wakes up in no-mans land
Not so domestic anymore
One thing I know for sure, the stray dog’s got it made
So he sleeps out in the rain
So he ignores his pain
And sure he’s got no-one, but the stray dog’s got it made
Lookin for a rumble, lookin for a way out west
Stray dog’s got no number, stray dog’s got it best
He’s got no master, oh he’s got no master plan
Someone tell him «everything's fine, won’t you come home
Just as soon as you can»