| Song | Raving And Drooling |
| Artist | Pink Floyd |
| Album | Cruel But Fair [Bootleg] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Waters Music:Waters Vocal:Waters | |
| 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 | |
| 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 no 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 knifes he releaseth my soul | |
| He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places | |
| He converteth me to lamb cutlets | |
| For lo, he hath great power, and great hunger | |
| When cometh the day we lowly ones | |
| Though 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 I fell on his neck with a scream | |
| Wave upon wave of demented avangers | |
| 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 |
| Lyrics: Waters Music: Waters Vocal: Waters | |
| 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 | |
| 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 no 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 knifes he releaseth my soul | |
| He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places | |
| He converteth me to lamb cutlets | |
| For lo, he hath great power, and great hunger | |
| When cometh the day we lowly ones | |
| Though 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 I fell on his neck with a scream | |
| Wave upon wave of demented avangers | |
| 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 |
| Lyrics: Waters Music: Waters Vocal: Waters | |
| 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 | |
| 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 no 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 knifes he releaseth my soul | |
| He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places | |
| He converteth me to lamb cutlets | |
| For lo, he hath great power, and great hunger | |
| When cometh the day we lowly ones | |
| Though 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 I fell on his neck with a scream | |
| Wave upon wave of demented avangers | |
| 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 |