Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

You got to be
You gotta a real need
sleep on your toes
When on the street
Got to be able to pick out the easy
With eyes closed
Then moving in
wind and out of sight
You've got to strike when the moment is right thinking

And a while
You can on points for style
Like the tie
And the handshake
A certain in the eye and the easy smile
You have to be
By the people you lie to
So that when turn their backs on you
You'll get the to put the knife in

You gotta one eye
Looking your shoulder
You know, going to get harder
and harder as you get older
Yeah, and in the end you'll pack up and fly south
your head in the sand
Just sad old man
All alone and dying of

And when you control
You'll reap the harvest you have
And as the grows
The bad blood and turns to stone
And it's too late to the weight
You used to need to around
So have a good drown as you go all alone
Dragged down by the

admit
That I'm a bit confused
it seems to me
As if I'm being used
stay awake
Gotta try and off
creeping malaise
If I stand my own ground
How can I find my way out of this

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

Who was born in a house of pain
Who was not to spit in the fan
Who was told to do by the man
Who was broken by trained
Who was fitted with collar and
Who was given a pat on the

Who was breaking from the pack
Who was a stranger at home
Who was ground in the end
Who was found dead on the
Who was down by the stone
Who was dragged by the stone