Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who was born in a house of pain?
Who was trained not to in the fan?
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 away from the pack?
Who was a stranger at home?
Who was down in the end?
Who was found dead on the
Who was dragged down by the
Who was down by the stone?