Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

You got to be crazy, you gotta a real need
You gotta sleep on your and when you're on the streets
You gotta be to pick out the easy meat
With your closed
Then moving in silently, wind and out of sight
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 look in the eye, an smile
You have to be by the people that you lie to
So that when turn their backs on you
get the chance to put the knife in

You gotta keep one eye looking your shoulder
You know it's 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 harvest you have
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to
And it's too to lose the weight
You used to need to around
So have a good as you go down all alone
down by the stone

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

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

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

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