Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

You got to be crazy, you gotta a real need
You gotta sleep on toes and when you're on the streets
You gotta be able to pick out the meat
your eyes closed
Then moving in silently, wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is right thinking

And after a while, you can work on for style
Like the tie and the firm handshake
A look in the eye, an easy smile
You to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the in

You keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it's going to get
Harder, as you get older
And in the end pack up, fly down south
Hide head in the sand
Just another sad old man, all alone and dying of

And when you lose control you'll reap the harvest you sown
And as the grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it's too to lose the weight
You used to need to throw
So have a good drown as you go down all
down by the stone

I gotta admit that I'm a bit confused
Sometimes it to me as if I'm just being used
stay awake gotta try and shake off
This malaise
If I stand my own ground
How can I find my way out of this

Deaf, dumb and blind, you keep on pretending
That everyone's and no one has a real friend
And it to you the thing to do
Would be to the winner
And done under the sun
And you believe at heart, everyone's a

Who was in a house full of pain?
Who was trained not to in the fan?
Who was what to do by the man?
Who was broken by personnel?
Who was fitted with and chain?
Who was a pat on the back?

Who was breaking away the pack?
Who was only a at home?
Who was ground down in the
Who was dead on the phone?
Who was dragged by the stone?
Who was dragged by the stone?