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 hatpin 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
Compositor: George Roger Waters (Roger Waters) (PRS)Editor: Roger-waters-music-overseas-ltdAdministração: BMG Rights Management (PRS)Publicado em 1992ECAD verificado obra #14702056 e fonograma #926786 em 07/Abr/2024