Floyd Pink Pigs Three Different Ones Lyrics

Pigs Three Different Ones Lyrics

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 handgun 

 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