Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

Here we are in
be it's all an illusion
Who the times to come
The to face, the race to run

We believe in the image
We in the fight to the finish
We the almighty dollar
The of flesh, the golden collar
Lick the hand, we give our land to

we are in the years
The blood, the sweat, the
Have us bondage slaves
In a world that we never

The politicians lick your
The tacticians, of stone
turn us against our brothers
Make us and kill each other
in lust we put our trust in dogs

Now we are again
The dead still the same
Who cares soon forgotten
Nobody miss a corpse that's rotten

Your fathers, daughters, mothers and
Have been taken by the ones
But don't forget you the choice
You made your mark, you raised your
They're all the same, all to blame
all the same, you're all to blame
They're all the same and to blame, you're dogs, dogs