P is for - Pigs (Three Different Ones)




Hi folks! Playing a little catch up with this year's challenge. I hope I have not been booted off the list yet.

If so, well I am going to continue as planned until the end of the month.

This is one of my favorite Pink Floyd tracks. It's great to see it performed live and they always have a hug ass pig floating above the audience. The pig's eyes glow red and it seems to be the type that would eat a man whole. They can do that, you know. That is why I don't feel bad loving bacon as much as I do.

What is the meaning of this song, you  may ask? Not sure. You tell me.


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 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. 

Pigs (Three Different Ones)
~Pink Floyd 1977

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