paroles de chanson Dogs (2018 Remix) - Pink Floyd
                                                You 
                                                gotta 
                                                be 
                                                crazy
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gotta 
                                                have 
                                                    a 
                                                real 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gotta 
                                                sleep 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                toes, 
                                                and 
                                                when 
                                                you're 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gotta 
                                                be 
                                                able 
                                                to 
                                                pick 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                easy 
                                                meat 
                                                with 
                                                your 
                                                eyes 
                                                closed
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                moving 
                                                in 
                                                silently, 
                                                down 
                                                wind 
                                                and 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                sight
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gotta 
                                                strike 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                moment 
                                                is 
                                                right 
                                                without 
                                                thinking
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                after 
                                                    a 
                                                while
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                work 
                                                on 
                                                points 
                                                for 
                                                style
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                club 
                                                tie, 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                firm 
                                                handshake
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                certain 
                                                look 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                eye 
                                                and 
                                                an 
                                                easy 
                                                smile
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                trusted
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                the 
                                                people 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                lie 
                                                to
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                that 
                                                when 
                                                they 
                                                turn 
                                                their 
                                                backs 
                                                on 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                get 
                                                the 
                                                chance 
                                                to 
                                                put 
                                                the 
                                                knife 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                gotta 
                                                keep 
                                                one 
                                                eye 
                                                looking 
                                                over 
                                                your 
                                                shoulder
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                it's 
                                                going 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                harder
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                harder, 
                                                and 
                                                harder 
                                                as 
                                                you 
                                                get 
                                                older
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                you'll 
                                                pack 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                fly 
                                                down 
                                                south
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hide 
                                                your 
                                                head 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                another 
                                                sad 
                                                old 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                alone 
                                                and 
                                                dying 
                                                of 
                                                cancer
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                lose 
                                                control
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                reap 
                                                the 
                                                harvest 
                                                you 
                                                have 
                                                sown
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                fear 
                                                grows
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                bad 
                                                blood 
                                                slows 
                                                and 
                                                turns 
                                                to 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it's 
                                                too 
                                                late 
                                                to 
                                                lose 
                                                the 
                                                weight 
                                                you 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                throw 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                have 
                                                    a 
                                                good 
                                                drown, 
                                                as 
                                                you 
                                                go 
                                                down, 
                                                all 
                                                alone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dragged 
                                                down 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                stone 
                                                (stone, 
                                                stone, 
                                                stone, 
                                                stone, 
                                                stone)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                gotta 
                                                admit
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                bit 
                                                confused
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sometimes 
                                                it 
                                                seems 
                                                to 
                                                me 
                                                as 
                                                if 
                                                I'm 
                                                just 
                                                being 
                                                used
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gotta 
                                                stay 
                                                awake, 
                                                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 
                                                maze?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Deaf, 
                                                dumb, 
                                                and 
                                                blind
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                just 
                                                keep 
                                                on 
                                                pretending
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                everyone's 
                                                expendable
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                no-one 
                                                has 
                                                    a 
                                                real 
                                                friend
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                seems 
                                                to 
                                                you 
                                                the 
                                                thing 
                                                to 
                                                do
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                be 
                                                to 
                                                isolate 
                                                the 
                                                winner
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                everything's 
                                                done 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                believe 
                                                at 
                                                heart, 
                                                everyone's 
                                                    a 
                                                killer
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                born 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                house 
                                                full 
                                                of 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                trained 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                spit 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                fan
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                told 
                                                what 
                                                to 
                                                do 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                broken 
                                                by 
                                                trained 
                                                personnel
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                fitted 
                                                with 
                                                collar 
                                                and 
                                                chain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                given 
                                                    a 
                                                pat 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                breaking 
                                                away 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                pack
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                only 
                                                    a 
                                                stranger 
                                                at 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                ground 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                end
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                found 
                                                dead 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                phone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                dragged 
                                                down 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                was 
                                                dragged 
                                                down 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
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