Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

You got to be crazy, you gotta a real need
You gotta on your toes and when you're on the streets
You gotta be to pick out the easy meat
With your closed
Then 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 look in the eye, an easy smile
You to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn backs on you
get the chance to put the knife in

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

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

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

Deaf, and blind, you just keep on pretending
everyone's expendable 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 born in a full 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 only a stranger at
Who was ground down in the
Who was dead on the phone?
Who was dragged down by the
Who was dragged down by the