Robert Wyatt — Pigs… (In There)

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Well, we’re driving, uh… driving through Wiltshire, very nice countryside, the sky, ground, all that sort of things, natural marriage, uh… natural resorces. And I looked out the window as I
Don’t come from that part of the world and I said, erm, what’s that over there, In a sort of, erm, in a sort of, low grey concrete thing, all surrounded by fields, really nice trees, but there’s this sort of low… like a sort of, a large square of concrete, like the foundations for a building that hadn’t been built. It had little walls, little, about a foot high, or something, it looked like that, two feet high, in fact it was a sort of, top of it, therе was a sort of flat roof and I thought, oh I see, And then, I pointed as the car got passеd it what was that? and the, the, er, country person that was with me, er, said, oh, er, that’s where they keep pigs. I thought, oh, yes, I see, that’s where they keep pigs, and the sun was shining down and, er, the grass was green and it was all very lovely, driving in the country and I suddenly er, thought that building must have been, like, from the inside…

Pigs, in there
Pigs, in there?
Pigs, in there?
Pigs, in there?
Pigs, in there?
Pigs, in there?
Pigs, they livon a day like this, in there, pigs in there
Pigs huddled up in there
In the dark, in there, living in there?
Pigs, in there
Pigs