Aye and a bit of mackerel, settler rack and down Ran it down by the home and I flew Well, I slapped me and I flopped it down in the shade And I cried,
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
Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are, oh You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are And when your hand is on your heart You're nearly a good
You know that I care what happens to you And I know that you care for me So I don't feel alone Or the weight of the stone Now that I've found somewhere
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
You got to be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes and when you're on the streets You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat
You know that I care what happens to you And I know that you care for me too So I don't feel alone of the weight of the stone Now that I've found somewhere
Aye an' a bit of Mackerel settler rack and ruin Ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place Well, I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side And I cried, cried
Oversettelse: Pink Floyd. Flere arter av Small Furry Animals ....
Oversettelse: Pink Floyd. Flere arter av Small Furry Animals samlet i en hule og not With A.
: 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.
: You know that I care what happens to you, and I know that you care for me, so I don't feel alone, or the weight of the stone, now that I've found somewhere
: You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need. You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street, you gotta be able to pick out the easy
: 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 which of the
: 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
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need. You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street, you gotta be able to pick out the easy meat
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
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 which of the buggers
