dogs

Tom : C
[Intro] Dm7(9) D#7M(9) A4(7) Bb7/Ab
Dm7(9)
You got to be crazy, you gotta have a real need
D#7M(9)
Gotta sleep on your toes and when you're on the street
A4(7)
You got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
Then moving in silently downwind and out of sight
Bb7/Ab
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking
Dm7(9)
And after a while you can work on points of style
D#7M(9)
Like the club tie and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
A4(7)
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
Bb7/Ab
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in
[Solo] Dm7(9) D#7M(9) A4(7) Bb7/Ab
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Dm7(9)
You've gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
D#7M(9)
You know it's gonna get harder, harder and harder as you get older
A4(7) Bb7/Ab
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south, hide your head in the sand
Dm7(9)
Just another sad old man, all alone and dying of cancer
( D#7M(9) A4(7) Bb7/Ab Dm )
( C Dm C Dm )
( C Bb F Eb F Eb )
( Dm Dm7(9) )
( Bb F5+7/Bb A5+ A A5+
F )
[Solo] D Dm7(9)
Bb
F5+7/Bb
  Dm  Dm7(9)  Bb
F5+7/Bb
A5+ A F Em
Dm Dm7(9) Dm Dm7(9) Dm Dm7(9) Dm Dm7(9) Dm Dm7(9)
And when you lose control you'll reap the harvest you have sown
Dm Dm7(9) Dm Dm7(9) Dm Bb A A7 F Em
And as the fear grows the bad blood slows and turns to stone
Dm Dm7(9) Dm Dm7(9) Dm Dm7(9) Dm Dm7(9)
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
Bb
F5+7/Bb Bb F5+7/Bb A5+ A
So have a good drown as you go down all alone
F Em Dm
Dragged down by the stone
Dm7(9)
Gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused
D#7M(9)
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used
A4(7)
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
Bb7/Ab
If I don't stand my own ground how can I find my way out of this maze
Dm7(9)
Deaf, dumb and blind you just keep on pretending
D#7M(9)
That everyone's expendable and no one has a real friend
A4(7)
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
Bb7/Ab
And everything's done under the sun
And you believe at heart everyone's a killer
( D#7M(9) A4(7) Bb7/Ab Dm }
[Solo] C Dm C Dm
  C  Bb  F    Eb   F   Eb   Dm   F  C/E  Dm    C
Who was born in a house full of pain
F C/E Dm C
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
F C/E Dm C
Who was told what to do by the man
F C Dm C
Who was broken by trained personnel
F C Dm C
Who was fitted with collar and chain
F C Dm
Who was given a pat on the back
F C Dm C
Who was breaking away from the pack
F C Dm C
Who was only a stranger at home
F C Dm C
Who was ground down in the end
F C Dm C
Who was found dead on the phone
F C Bb A
Who was dragged down by the stone
F Em Dm Dm7(9)
Who was dragged down by the stone