Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs

You got to be
You gotta a real need
'Cause sleep on your
you're on the street
Got to be to pick out the easy meat
With your closed
Then moving in
wind and out of sight
You've got to strike when the is right without 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 people 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 your
You know, it's to get harder
Harder and harder as you get
Yeah, and in the end pack up and fly down south
Hide head in the sand
Just sad old man
All alone and of cancer

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

admit
That I'm a little bit
Sometimes it to me
As if I'm just being
stay awake
Gotta try and off
This creeping
If I don't my own ground
How can I find my way out of maze?

Deaf, dumb, and
You keep on pretending
That expendable
And no one has a real
And it seems to you the to do
Would be to the winner
And thing's done under the sun
And you believe at heart a killer

Who was born in a full of pain
Who was not to spit in the fan
Who was what to do by the man
Who was by trained personnel
Who was fitted with and chain
Who was a pat on the back

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 dragged down by the
Who was dragged down by the