Dogs Lyrics - In The Flesh - Roger Waters

By Roger Waters 

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, fly down south 

Hide your head in the sand 

Just another sad old man 

All alone and dying of cancer. 

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest that you've own 

And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone 

And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need tothrowaround 

So have a good drown, as you go down alone 

Dragged down by the 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 of this creeping malaise 

If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out ofthismaze? 

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending 

That everyone's expendable and no-one had a real friend 

And it seems to you the thing to do would be to is late the winner 

And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer. 

Who was ... 

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