Pink Floyd - Dogs, аккорды

Intro: 
Dm9
 
Bb
 
Am9sus4
 
Bb7

    
Dm9
You gotta be crazy, 
    
Dm9
You gotta have a real need
      
Bb
Gotta sleep on your toes 
      
Bb
And when you´re on the street
      
Bb
                              
You gotta be able to pick out 
                             
Am9sus4
The easy meat with your eyes closed
                             
Am9sus4
Then moving in silently downwind 
          
Am9sus4
And out of sight

Bb7
You gotta strike when the moment 
Bb7
Is right without thinking
     
Dm9
And after a while you can work 
     
Dm9
On points of style
         
Bb
Like the club tie and the firm handshake
         
Bb
А certain look in the eye and an easy smile
    
Am9sus4
You have to be trusted by the people 
    
Am9sus4
That you lie to

        
Bb7
So that when they turn their backs on you
        
Bb7
You´ll get the chance to put the knife in

Dm9
 
Bb
 
Am9sus4
 
Bb7

       
Dm9
You´ve gotta keep one eye 
       
Dm9
Looking over your shoulder
              
Bb
You know it´s gonna get harder, 
              
Bb
Harder and harder as you get older
    
Am9sus4
And in the end you´ll pack up 
    
Am9sus4
And fly down south, 
    
Am9sus4
Hide your head in the sand
Bb7
                       
Just another sad old man, 
                          
Dm9
All alone and dying of cancer

Bb
 
Am9sus4
 
Bb7
 
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Em
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Em

Dm
       
C
            
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Dm
And when you lose control       
        
C
                    
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You´ll reap the harvest you have sown
Dm
     
C
           
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And as the fear grows       
Dm
                                 
Bb
 
A
The bad blood slows and turns to stone
Dm
           
C
                       
And it´s too late to lose the weight 
Dm
          
C
              
Dm
 
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Dm
You used to need to throw around
C
         
Bb
   
C
            
Bb
  
C
        
Dm
 
A
So have a good drown as you go down all alone
        
F
    
A
      
Dm
Dragged down by the stone

Bb7

Dm9
Gotta admit that I´m a little bit confused
Bb
Sometimes it seems to me as if I´m just being used
Am9sus4
Gotta stay awake, gotta try 
Am9sus4
And shake off this creeping malaise

   
Bb7
If I don´t stand my own ground 
   
Bb7
How can I find my way out of the maze
Dm9
Deaf, dumb and blind you just keep on pretending
     
Bb
That everyone´s expendable 
   
Bb
And noone has a real friend
       
Am9sus4
And it seems to you the thing to do 
       
Am9sus4
Would be to isolate the winner

    
Bb7
And everything´s done under the sun
    
Bb7
And you believe at heart everyone´s a killer

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Dm

        
F
         
C
             
Dm
Who was born in a house full of pain
C
       
F
              
C
           
Dm
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
C
       
F
            
C
         
Dm7
Who was told what to do by the man
C
       
F
         
C
             
Dm
Who was broken by trained personnel
C
       
F
           
C
          
Dm7
Who was fitted with collar and chain
C
       
F
       
C
         
Dm
Who was given a pat on back
C
       
F
         
C
           
Dm
Who was breaking away from the pack
C
       
F
            
C
     
Dm
Who was only a stranger at home
C
       
F
      
C
           
Dm
Who was ground down in the end
C
       
F
     
C
           
Dm
Who was found dead on the phone
C
       
F
       
C
           
Bb
  
A
Who was dragged down by the stone
                
F
    
A7
     
Dm9
Who was dragged down by the stone