Lirik dan Chord Lagu Pigs (Three Different Ones) - Pink Floyd

Lagu ini tergabung dalam album Pink Floyd yang bertajuk Animals.

Album Animals hanya memuat lima buah lagu yang seluruhnya diberi judul dengan nama-nama binatang.

Berikut ini lirik dan chord lagu "Pigs (Three Different Ones)" dari Pink Floyd.

[Intro]
Em
*Pig snorts*

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[Verse 1]
Em
Big man, pig man
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Haha, charade you are
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Wooh!
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You well-heeled big wheel
C     Em                   G Em
Haha, charade you are
D      C                                        G
And when your hand is on your heart
A                                      C A
You're nearly a good laugh, almost a joker
With your head down in the pig bin
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Sayin', "Keep on digging"
C
Pig stain on your fat chin
What do you hope to find
Down in the pig mine?

[Chorus]
C
You're nearly a laugh
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You're nearly a laugh, but you're really a cry

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[Verse 2]
Em
Bus stop rat bag
C                             G
Haha, charade you are
Em
You fucked up old hag
C                              G Em
Haha, charade you are
C                                                      G
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
A                                      C A
You're nearly a good laugh, almost worth a quick grin
You like the feel of steel. You're hot stuff with a hatpin
C
And good fun with a handgun

[Chorus]
C
You're nearly a laugh
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You're nearly a laugh, but you're really a cry

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
Em
Hey you, Whitehouse
C                             G
Haha, charade you are
Em
You house proud town mouse
C                              G Em
Haha, charade you are
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You're tryin' to keep our feelings off the street
A
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

[Chorus]
C
Mary, you're nearly a treat
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Mary, you're nearly a treat, but you're really a cry

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[Outro]
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