🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dogs - Pink Floyd

 You gotta be crazy, you  have a real need
  gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
 You gotta be able to pick out  easy meat with your eyes closed
 And then moving in silently, down wind and  of sight
 You gotta strike  the moment is right without thinking.
 And after a while, you can work  points for style
 Like  club tie, and the firm handshake
  certain look in the eye, and an easy smile
 You have to be trusted  the people that you lie to
 So that when they turn their backs  you
 You'll get the chance to put the  in.
 You gotta keep one eye  over your shoulder
 You know it's going to get  and harder, and harder as you get older
 And in the  you'll pack up, fly down south
 Hide your head in  sand
 Just another  old man
 All alone and  of cancer.
 And  you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown
 And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows  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 go  all alone
 Dragged down by the 
 I gotta admit that I'm  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 my own ground, how can I find my way out  this maze?
 Deaf, dumb, and  you just keep on pretending
 That everyone's expendable and no-one has  real friend
  it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
 And everythings done  the sun
 And you believe at heart, everyone's  killer.
 Who was born in a house  of pain
 Who was trained not to spit in the 
 Who was  what to do by the man
 Who  broken by trained personnel
  was fitted with collar and chain
 Who was given  pat on the back
 Who was breaking away from  pack
  was only a stranger at home
 Who was ground  in the end
 Who was found  on the phone
 Who was  down by the stone.