Pink Floyd - Pigs (Three Different Ones) (Lyrics)

Pink Floyd - Pigs (Three Different Ones) Big man, pig man Haha, charade you are, wooh! You well-heeled big wheel Haha, 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 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 Haha, charade you are You fucked up old hag Haha, 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 hatpin And good fun with a handgun You're nearly a laugh You're nearly a laugh, but you're really a cry Hey you, Whitehouse Haha, charade you are You house-proud town mouse Haha, 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! Got to 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