Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

You got to be crazy, you gotta a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes and you're on the streets
You gotta be to pick out the easy meat
With your eyes
Then moving in silently, down wind and out of
You gotta strike when the moment is right without

And after a while, you can on points for style
the club tie and the firm handshake
A certain in the eye, an easy smile
You to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So when they turn their backs on you
get the chance to put the knife in

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

And when you lose control you'll reap the you have sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and to stone
And it's too late to lose the
You to need to throw around
So a good drown as you go down all alone
Dragged by the stone

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

Deaf, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's and no one has a real friend
And it seems to you the to do
Would be to isolate the
And everything's under the sun
And you at heart, everyone's a killer

Who was born in a house full of
Who was not to spit in the fan?
Who was told what to do by the
Who was by trained personnel?
Who was with collar and chain?
Who was given a pat on the

Who was away from the pack?
Who was only a at home?
Who was ground in the end?
Who was found on the phone?
Who was down by the stone?
Who was dragged down by the