Big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are.
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You well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are.
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And when your hand is on your heart,
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You're nearly a good laugh,
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Almost a joker,
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With your head down in the pig bin,
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Saying "Keep on digging."
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Pig stain on your fat chin.
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What do you hope to find.
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When you're down in the pig mine.
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You're nearly a laugh,
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You're nearly a laugh
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But you're really a cry.
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Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are.
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You fucked up old hag, ha ha charade you are.
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You radiate cold shafts of broken glass.
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You're nearly a good laugh,
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Almost worth a quick grin.
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You like the feel of steel,
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You're hot stuff with a hatpin,
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And good fun with a hand gun.
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You're nearly a laugh,
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You're nearly a laugh
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But you're really a cry.
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Hey you Whitehouse,
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Ha ha charade you are.
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You house proud town mouse,
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Ha ha charade you are
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You're trying to keep our feelings off the street.
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You're nearly a real treat,
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All tight lips and cold feet
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And do you feel abused?
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You gotta stem the evil tide,
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And keep it all on the inside.
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Mary you're nearly a treat,
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Mary you're nearly a treat
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But you're really a cry.
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Pigs (3 different ones )
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| Pink Floyd |
