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 able to pick out the meat
With your eyes
moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You gotta when the moment is right without thinking

And a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie and the handshake
A certain look in the eye, an smile
You have to be trusted by the people you lie to
So that they turn their backs on you
You'll get the to put the knife in

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

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

I gotta that I'm a little bit confused
Sometimes it to me as if I'm just being used
Gotta awake gotta try and shake off
This creeping
If I don't stand my own
How can I my way out of this maze?

Deaf, and blind, you just 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 everything's under the sun
And you believe at heart, a killer

Who was born in a full of pain?
Who was trained not to spit in the
Who was told 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 from the pack?
Who was only a stranger at
Who was ground in the end?
Who was found on the phone?
Who was down by the stone?
Who was dragged by the stone?