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 easy
With your eyes
Then moving in silently, wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is without thinking

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

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

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

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

Deaf, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no one has a real
And it to you the thing to do
Would be to isolate the
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 what 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 at home?
Who was ground down in the
Who was dead on the phone?
Who was dragged by the stone?
Who was dragged by the stone?