Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

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

And after a while, you can work on for style
Like the club tie and the handshake
A certain 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
You'll get the 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 in the sand
Just another sad old man, all alone and of cancer

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

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

Deaf, dumb and blind, you just keep on
That expendable and no one has a real friend
And it seems to you the to do
be to isolate the winner
And everything's done the sun
And you believe at heart, a killer

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

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