🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dogs - Pink Floyd

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