Pink Floyd - Sheep lyrics
[Pink Floyd - Sheep lyrics]
Harmlessly passing your time in
The grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain
Unease in the air you better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem
What do you get for pretending
The danger's not real?
Meek and obedient, you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into
The valley of steel what a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream
(Stone, stone, stone…)
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me
The silent waters by
With bright knives He releaseth my soul
He made me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection
And great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water
Bleating and babbling
We fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity
Into the dream have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead! You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old
The grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain
Unease in the air you better watch out
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem
What do you get for pretending
The danger's not real?
Meek and obedient, you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into
The valley of steel what a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No, this is no bad dream
(Stone, stone, stone…)
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green He leadeth me
The silent waters by
With bright knives He releaseth my soul
He made me to hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me to lamb cutlets
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection
And great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up
And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water
Bleating and babbling
We fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity
Into the dream have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead! You better stay home
And do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old