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Here are the lyrics, since the song has many instrumentals and some lyrics are hard to make out.

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Sheep lyrics - Animals Lyrics - Pink Floyd Lyrics

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Your Source for Pink Floyd Lyrics, Albums, and Songs. Find the lyrics to every Pink Floyd song

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(Song lyrics officially starts at 1:40. There are many instrumental breaks during the song.)

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(Song lyrics officially starts at 1:40. There are many instrumental breaks during the song.)

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For Animal Farm's theme song, although I could have also chosen Pigs (Three Different Ones) or Dogs from the same album, I decided to go with Sheep. The song explores the population as sheep, believing everything they're told and ignoring the obvious problems in the government. In addition to using an animal as an allegory, this aligns perfectly with how the animals act in Animal Farm. They ignore the growing power of the pigs, their shrinking rights, and the fact that their human rebellion has gone nowhere. As the song states, "What do you get for pretending the danger's not real; meek and obedient you follow your leader." Then, when the pigs kill "Snowball's followers", the animals are astonished they would do something like that- despite the signs being right there for them. "What a surprise! A look on terminal shock in your eyes. Now things are really what they seem; no, this is no bad dream." Clover begins to have some thoughts  of remorse and fear of the future, but doesn't speak up, and things only get worse. The animals see their slavery as a blessing, because they see it as freedom, symbolized by the lines "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want... With bright knives he releaseth my soul; He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places." And they still hold onto the hope of the rebellion: "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 bugger's eyes water." The final verses talk about the animals' fight against the humans, and how they are succeeding at keeping the humans away. And eventually they win: "Have you heard the news? The dogs are dead!" And yet, they fail to see the true issue they should fight against- the pigs, taking all power for themselves. The song ends with "You better stay home and do as you're told. Get out of the road if you want to grow old." If the animals want to live (a miserable life, but a life), they have to now obey the pigs and not steep out of line. They ignored the signs, and now they must pay the price.

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(This video makes several points, especially in the intro, about the animals' fight against the humans)

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Who Won the American Revolution?: Crash Course US History #7

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"'A bird's wing, comrades,' he said, 'is an organ of propulsion and not of manipulation. If should therefore be regarded as a leg. The distinguishing mark of man is the hand, the instrument with which he does all his mischief'" (Orwell, 34)

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"'A bird's wing, comrades,' he said, 'is an organ of propulsion and not of manipulation. If should therefore be regarded as a leg. The distinguishing mark of man is the hand, the instrument with which he does all his mischief'" (Orwell, 34)

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"'Now comrades,' cried Snowball, throwing down the paintbrush, 'to the hayfield! Let us make it a point of honour to get in the harvest more quickly than Jones and his men could do'" (Orwell, 25)

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"'Now comrades,' cried Snowball, throwing down the paintbrush, 'to the hayfield! Let us make it a point of honour to get in the harvest more quickly than Jones and his men could do'" (Orwell, 25)

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"The stupidest questions of all were asked by Mollie, the white mare. The very first question she asked was: 'Will there still be sugar after the Rebellion?' 'No,' said Snowball firmly. 'We have no means of making sugar on this farm. Besides, you do not need sugar. You will have all the oats and hay you want.' 'And shall I still be allowed to wear ribbons in my mane?' asked Mollie. 'Comrade,' said Snowball, 'those ribbons that you are so devoted to are the badge of slavery. Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than ribbons?'" (Orwell, 17)

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"The stupidest questions of all were asked by Mollie, the white mare. The very first question she asked was: 'Will there still be sugar after the Rebellion?' 'No,' said Snowball firmly. 'We have no means of making sugar on this farm. Besides, you do not need sugar. You will have all the oats and hay you want.' 'And shall I still be allowed to wear ribbons in my mane?' asked Mollie. 'Comrade,' said Snowball, 'those ribbons that you are so devoted to are the badge of slavery. Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than ribbons?'" (Orwell, 17)

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"In the morning the animals came out of their stalls to find that the flagstaff had been blown down and an elm tree at the foot of an orchard had been plucked up like a radish. They had just noticed this when a cry of despair broke from every animal's throats. The windmill was in ruins"..."'Comrades,' he said quietly, 'do you know who is responsible for this? Do you know the enemy who has come in the night and overthrown our windmill? SNOWBALL!'" (Orwell, 69-70)

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"In the morning the animals came out of their stalls to find that the flagstaff had been blown down and an elm tree at the foot of an orchard had been plucked up like a radish. They had just noticed this when a cry of despair broke from every animal's throats. The windmill was in ruins"..."'Comrades,' he said quietly, 'do you know who is responsible for this? Do you know the enemy who has come in the night and overthrown our windmill? SNOWBALL!'" (Orwell, 69-70)

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"He had one criticism, he said, to make of Mr. Pilkington's excellent and neighbourly speech. Mr. Pilkington had referred throughout to 'Animal Farm'. He could not of course know- for he, Napoleon, was only now for the first time announcing it- that the name 'Animal Farm' had been abolished. Henceforward the farm was to be known as 'The Manor Farm'- which, he believed, was its correct and original name. 'Gentlemen,' concluded Napoleon, 'I will give you the same toast as before, but in a different form. Film your glasses to the brim. Gentlemen, here is my toast: To the prosperity of The Manor Farm!'" (Orwell, 140)

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"He had one criticism, he said, to make of Mr. Pilkington's excellent and neighbourly speech. Mr. Pilkington had referred throughout to 'Animal Farm'. He could not of course know- for he, Napoleon, was only now for the first time announcing it- that the name 'Animal Farm' had been abolished. Henceforward the farm was to be known as 'The Manor Farm'- which, he believed, was its correct and original name. 'Gentlemen,' concluded Napoleon, 'I will give you the same toast as before, but in a different form. Film your glasses to the brim. Gentlemen, here is my toast: To the prosperity of The Manor Farm!'" (Orwell, 140)

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"'Never mind the milk, comrades!¨ cried Napoleon, placing himself in front of the buckets. ¨That will be attended to. The harvest is more important. Comrade Snowball will lead the way. I shall follow in a few minutes. Forward, comrades! The hay is waiting!' So the animals trooped down to the hayfield to begin the harvest, and when they came back in the evening it was noticed the milk had disappeared" (Orwell, 26)

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"'Never mind the milk, comrades!¨ cried Napoleon, placing himself in front of the buckets. ¨That will be attended to. The harvest is more important. Comrade Snowball will lead the way. I shall follow in a few minutes. Forward, comrades! The hay is waiting!' So the animals trooped down to the hayfield to begin the harvest, and when they came back in the evening it was noticed the milk had disappeared" (Orwell, 26)