🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dogs - Pink Floyd

 You  be crazy, you gotta have a real need
 You  sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
 You gotta be able to  out the easy meat with your eyes closed
 And then moving in  down wind and out of sight
 You gotta strike  the moment is right without thinking.
 And after a while,  can work on points for style
 Like the club tie, and the firm 
 A  look in the eye, and an easy smile
 You have to be trusted by the people  you lie to
 So that when they turn their  on you
 You'll  the chance to put the knife in.
 You gotta keep one eye  over your shoulder
 You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as  get older
 And  the end you'll pack up, fly down south
 Hide  head in the sand
 Just another sad old 
 All alone and  of cancer.
 And when  loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown
 And as the  grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
 And it's too late to loose the weight you  to need to throw around
 So have a good drown, as you  down, all alone
 Dragged  by the stone.
 I gotta admit that  a little bit confused
 Sometimes it seems to me  if I'm just being used
 Gotta  awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
 If I don't stand  own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?
 Deaf,  and blind, you just keep on pretending
 That everyone's  and no-one has a real friend
 And it seems to you the thing to  would be to isolate the winner
  everythings done under the sun
 And  believe at heart, everyone's a killer.
 Who was  in a house full of pain
 Who  trained not to spit in the fan
 Who was told what to do by  man
  was broken by trained personnel
 Who was fitted with collar  chain
 Who was given a  on the back
 Who was breaking away from the 
 Who was  a stranger at home
 Who was  down in the end
 Who  found dead on the phone
 Who was dragged down by the