Anyone who’s followed this blog long enough will know how much I love the music of Pink Floyd. And anyone who’s read my Dragged Down By The Stone post will understand why I think of their Animals album as an almost perfect metaphor for the world we live in today. If you haven’t read it, I’d really love for you to give it a try!

The thing is, although attempting to recreate the mental imagery that album inspired in my mind within that post was very pleasurable for me, the post itself fell far short of expressing the one thing about that album that I absolutely loved the most – the pleasure and sense of release I got from singing along to my all-time favorite song: Dogs!

And though I’m reluctant to post such a long video, it doesn’t really make sense to post the lyrics – probably the most compelling set of lyrics I’ve ever read or heard – without the awesome sound that makes them come alive!

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?

Who was dragged down by the stone!?!?

Video via Pink Floyd Remastered Songs on YouTube

Lyrics via Pink Floyd Lyrics

I want ice water.

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10 thoughts on “Dogs…

  1. I just read your 2009 post — I totally get it. I just wish you didn’t feel this way or better yet, that you weren’t right. Uggh.

    I am the ever present optimist. So, it’s a little downer for me – -but always joyous to read your thoughts, your isms, your POV’s. Big hug.


    • I wish I wasn’t right too my friend. But as I always say, Rush and Pink Floyd are two my favorite bands – if the reason and logic of Rush doesn’t work, then a cold slap of Pink Floyd’s reality will have to do!

      But you know I love your ever present optimism Carmen. I wonder if my All By Himself… post from earlier in the day might have been more of the “lift” you needed? 🙂


      • I saw this on CNN earlier today and was cracking up laughing! So smart. Cant believe no one was in the airport while he filmed!!!

        Sometimes what we need is the cold slap of Pink Floyd! That’s exactly what it felt like!!!


        • I can’t believe the airport in a city as busy as Las Vegas actually closes down at night! 😯

          I definitely agree on our occasionally needing that cold slap, but it does bother me that the Rush music I post gets so little attention. To me, that speaks uncomfortable volumes to me about people’s faith in our ability to solve problems with reason… :/


          • Well, don’t take it that way — what I’ve noticed is that posting and reading posts, is all a matter of timing. I actually didn’t see your first post of the day. I always get an email when you post, but it doubled up and I only clicked on the latest one….

            Eeeh, again, I’m always going try and see it from a different point of view. Forgive me, its just my nature to give people the benefit of the doubt! Or maybe it’s just denial…. Maybe I don’t want to admit some truths of the human spirit? Can’t.Just can’t do it!


            • As cynical and pessimistic as one side of me is Carmen, the other side is just like you, in that we’re both like the guy in the bible story that argues against some “Wrath of God” destruction with: “What if there are ten good men in there? What if there’s just one?” I believe we sense that in each other, and that’s why I like you so much. Of course, caring for someone is dangerous. Because it’s when the people I care for get hurt that I’m tempted to release the Kraken! O_o


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