They fed us all with lies
Chosen life for us
I'm a Pig in charge, I'm a Knight
I'm a Sheep at work, must oblige
Like the vicious that went wild
So the va**als that went:
“Down to the secrets! Down to the secrets!
Down to the secrets! Down to the secrets!”
Like the vicious that went wild
So the va**als that went:
“Down to the secrets! Down to the secrets!
Down to the secrets! Down to secrets!
Down to the secrets! Down to secrets!””
And someday we will all go:
(They fed us all with lies. Chosen life for us)
“Down with the secrets! Down with the secrets!
Down with the secrets! Down with the secrets!
Down with the secrets! Down with the secrets!”
Down, down, down…
Feeling high, felling low
There is much that you don't know
Feeling high, felling low
And someday we will all go
"Years pa**ed. The seasons came and went; the short animal lives fled by. There were many more creatures on the farm now. They accepted everything they were told. Somehow it seemed as though the farm had grown richer without making the animals themselves any richer
Except, of course, for the pigs and the dogs. As for the others, they were generally
Hungry, in the winter they were troubled by the cold and in the summer by the
Flies. But none of the old dreams had been abandoned
No creature among them went upon two legs. No creature called any other
Creature “Master”. All animals were equal. Then, on a pleasant evening when the animals had finished work, the terrifying neighing of a horse sounded
All the animals broke into a gallop and rushed into the yard. Then they saw: out
From the door of the farmhouse came a long file of pigs, all walking on their hind
Legs. It was as though the world had turned upside-down
All the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of – “Four legs good, two legs better!”. By the time the sheep had quieted down, the chance to utter any protest had pa**ed, for the pigs had marched into the farmhouse
Where the Seven Commandments were written, there was nothing there now
Except a single Commandment. It ran:
ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL
BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS."
After that it did not seem strange when the next day the pigs who were
Supervising the work of the farm all carried whips in their trotters. That evening
Loud laughter and bursts of singing came from the farmhouse. And yet the
Animals never gave up hope