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 aboutIve looked over jordan, and I have seenThings are not what they seem.What do you get for pretending the dangers not real.Meek and obedient you follow the leaderDown 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.The lord is my shepherd, I shall not wantHe makes me down to lieThrough pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by.With bright knives he releaseth my soul.He maketh 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 dedicationMaster the art of karate,Lo, we shall rise up,And then well make the buggers eyes water.Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream.Wave upon wave of demented avengersMarch cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.Have you heard the news?The dogs are dead!You better stay homeAnd do as youre told.Get out of the road if you want to grow old.
