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Hello dear G + Friends !
Have a lovely & beautiful beginning of a new work week.
P.S. After ‘only few’ attempts to put this video-clip on, someone
(personally, I don’t care at all who in specific) of “POWERS THAT BE”
hypocrites has finally approved & gave me the permission !!!
Not cynical at all … no way :(((
What’s next : “Ausweiss Bitte” !?!
#nohashtagsneeded
3:41 always gives me chills.
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ponieważ każdy obraz jest więcej wart niż 1000 słów … The Joker 😉
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, 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 you have sown
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 to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down, all 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 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 everythings 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.
So Wicked man! 2 of the greatest artistic feats put together as one.
Incredible stuff! Love this
Pink Floyd – Dogs (Animal Farm edit): http://youtu.be/e-a2rCmrViY
Awesome edit!
Dogs.
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 loose 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.
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.
#pinkfloyd
#dogs
5:29 God, that is going to haunt my nightmares.
Amazing! Just perfect! Gracias por compartir.
The song is called Dogs. The whole is pretty much just pigs… you could
have just used Pigs from the same album…
Genius!!! Thank you!
I enjoyed this.
Incredibly done. Screw the Zionist fake Jew Pigs.
Great job!
i really love this and the song to
Pigs will be pigs
for me animals number one!!!
a história verídica de todas as dominações do homem pelo homem, numa fábula
inconfundível e uma trilha primorosa… assistam, enquanto ainda está no
ar, não me admira muito em breve pedirem a remoção
Could someone explain how from an english-speaking point of view to
understand “Who was trained not to spit in the fan” at the end of the song
Dogs.
WOOF WOOF!