… Read Full Bio ↴THE ENTIRE ANIMALS (1977) ALBUM BY THE BAND PINK FLOYD.
1. "Pigs on the Wing 1" 1:25
2. "Dogs" 17:03
3. "Pigs (Three Different Ones)" 11:25
4. "Sheep" 10:25
5. "Pigs on the Wing 2" 1:23
Animals
Pink Floyd Lyrics
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ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place
well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side
and I cried, cried, cried.
The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then Craig Marion,
get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon, doon the middin stain
picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet.
ye rotten hound of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my
Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet.
Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall
but as dead, dead as 'a can be by his feet; de ya ken?
...and the wind cried Mary.
[In English] Thank you.
[Full title: Several Species Of Small Furry
Animals Gathered Together In A Cave And Grooving With A Pict]
The lyrics you've provided are actually a different song by Pink Floyd called "Sheep" from their album "Animals." The song is divided into three parts, each representing a different "class" of people: the "sheep" represent the passive and obedient masses, the "dogs" represent the ruthless capitalists and politicians, and the "pigs" represent the ruling elite.
In the first verse of "Sheep," the lyrics describe a sense of chaos and destruction, with a Mackeral settler causing havoc at the singer's home. The singer responds with violence, but is ultimately defeated. The second verse describes a struggle with a threatening figure wielding a Claymore (a type of sword), with the singer ultimately succumbing to defeat once again. The final line of the song, "and the wind cried Mary," is a non-sequitur that doesn't seem to relate to the rest of the lyrics, and its meaning is somewhat ambiguous.
Overall, "Sheep" appears to be a commentary on the power structures of society, with the lyrics emphasizing the struggle of the individual against these structures, but ultimately acknowledging the difficulty of overcoming them.
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Pigs on the Wing (Part One) 00:01-01:24
Dogs 01:26-18:29
Pigs (Three Different Ones) 18:30-29:56
Sheep 29:57-40:14
Pigs on the Wing (Part Two) 40:15-41:39
1977
Steely Dan- Aja
Fleetwood Mac- Rumours
Bob Marley- Exodus
Earth, Wind & Fire- All 'n' All
Billy Joel- The Stranger
Al Green- The Belle Album
Pink Floyd- Animals
David Bowie- Low
Rubin Tuesday
Lyrics:
Pigs on the Wing (Part One):
If you didn't care what happened to me,
And I didn't care for you
We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain
Wondering which of the buggers to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing
Dogs:
You got to be crazy, gotta have a real need
Gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
You got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You got to 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
Yeah, 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 lose 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
Pigs (Three Different Ones):
Big man, pig man
Ha ha, charade you are
You well heeled big wheel
Ha ha, charade you are
And when your hand is on your heart
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost a joker
With your head down in the pig bin
Saying "keep on digging"
Pig stain on your fat chin
What do you hope to find?
When you're down in the pig mine
You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry
Bus stop rat bag
Ha ha, charade you are
You fucked up old hag
Ha ha, charade you are
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
You're nearly a good laugh
Almost worth a quick grin
You like the feel of steel
You're hot stuff with a hat pin
And good fun with a hand gun
You're nearly a laugh
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry
Hey you Whitehouse
Ha ha, charade you are
You house proud town mouse
Ha ha, charade you are
You're trying to keep our feelings off the street
You're nearly a real treat
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
…! …! …! …! You!
gotta stem the evil tide
And keep it all on the inside
Mary you're nearly a treat
Mary you're nearly a treat
But you're really a cry
Sheep:
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
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 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 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
Pigs on the Wing (Part Two):
You know that I care what happens to you
And I know that you care for me too
So I don't feel alone
Or the weight of the stone
Now that I've found somewhere safe
To bury my bone
And any fool knows a dog needs a home
A shelter from pigs on the wing
You’re welcome!
Benny Hill
Yep Poetry in motion. Edit.. My favourite Lyrics are as follows...
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
Matt Kyrouac
This is Pink Floyd’s most underrated album. From start to finish, this is a masterpiece
T.C.
Yup. Back in the day, my friends and I listened to all the albums, straight through, over and over again... except for this one.
Annnnd the delicate sound of thunder.
Listening back to this album, I just don't understand why we didn't dig through it more deeply.
Busses and trains 121
Animals fans on their way to explain how 30 minutes of 1984 Venezuela iPhone 10,000,000 dead is overrated
D cobbs
oh
Mikhail Vlasov
underrated ???
Barry Johnson
The best Pink Floyd album completely depends on the mood you are in at the time. Each one brings you through your mind in different ways.
221 b
In a sense that is true but in another sense this is hands down the best album. At least I can say it's my favourite. No one can dispute that.
Greg Tibby
Amen to that!!!! but no matter the mood it would be Pink Floyd!!!
Zelda Link
Mon album préfèré ❤
Jonathan Squires
The beginning of performance art...with something to say... seamless in its message