"Sheep" Sangtekst

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
Well, I've looked over Jordan and I have seen
Things are not what they seem
What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel
What a surprise
A look of terminal shock in your eyes
Now things are really what they seem
No this is not a bad dream

The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures green
He leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives
He releaseth my soul
He maketh me hang on hooks in high places
He converteth me into lamb cutlets
For lo he hath great poer and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection
And great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo we shall rise up
And then we'll make the buggers' eyes water

Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream
Have you heard the news? The dogs are dead
You better stay home and do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old