Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

You got to be
You gotta have a real
'Cause sleep on your
When you're on the
Got to be to pick out the easy meat
With your eyes
Then in silently
Down wind and out of
You've got to strike when the moment is right thinking

And after a
You can work on for style
the club tie
And the handshake
A look in the eye and the easy smile
You have to be
By the that you lie to
So that when they turn their on you
get the chance to put the knife in

You keep one eye
Looking over shoulder
You know, it's going to get
Harder and as you get older
Yeah, and in the end you'll pack up and fly down
Hide head in the sand
another sad old man
All and dying of cancer

And when you lose
You'll reap the you have sown
And as the grows
The bad blood slows and to stone
And it's too to lose the weight
You used to to throw around
So have a good as you go down all alone
Dragged down by the

Gotta
That I'm a little bit
Sometimes it to me
As if I'm just used
Gotta stay
Gotta try and off
creeping malaise
If I don't stand my own
How can I my way out of this maze?

Deaf, dumb, and
You keep on pretending
everyone's expendable
And no one has a friend
And it to you the thing to do
Would be to isolate the
And thing's done under the sun
And you believe at everyone's 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 fitted with and chain
Who was given a pat on the

Who was breaking from the pack
Who was a stranger at home
Who was ground in the end
Who was dead on the phone
Who was down by the stone
Who was down by the stone