| Sometimes I get so angry with the simple life they lead
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| And the shepherd’s smile seems to confirm my fears
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| They’ve never questioned anything, never disagreed
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| Sometimes I think they must have wool in their ears
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| And when you see a cane I see a crook
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| And when you see a crowd I see a flock
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| It’s sheep we’re up against
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| It’s sheep we’re up against
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| When I was young they used to get me counting sheep
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| But the counting I did was all in vain
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| Now when I’m tired and I’m trying to get to sleep
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| I count humans jumping onto trains
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| And when you see a cane I see a crook
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| And when you see a crowd I see a flock
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| It’s sheep we’re up against
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| It’s sheep we’re up against, ah ha Ah yeah, ooh
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| And when you see a cane I see a crook
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| And when you see a crowd I see a flock
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| It’s sheep we’re up against
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| It’s sheep we’re up against, woah ho It’s sheep we’re up against, woah ho Woah, woah, woah, woah |