Sunshine, freedom
Pastures green
All the troubles
Unknown, unseen
Shepherds guard me
I feel secure
Only your mind
Seems to be screwed
Where are the dangers you
Keep talking of?
You better shut you trap
And lift off
You disturb my illusions
Of freedom and peace
You better say sorry and leave
I choose my shepherds
They take good care of me
I give them my excess fur
The system is perfect
I feed abundantly
I live comfortably
I have what I need
What do you mean that the
Fence over there is
Live to keep me within?
What do you mean by your
Weird tale of butchers who are
Eager in murdering me?
Sunshine, freedom
Pastures green
Fence is live and
Keeps me in
My illusions
Comfortably
I feed, I breed
And watch the telly
It keeps me focused on
Reaching my goal
Not to wake up any more
Without the nuisances
I'm feeling safe
Ending up on a dinner plate