The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie through pastures green
He leadeth me the silent waters by.
With bright knives He releaseth my soul.
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.
He converteth me to lamb cutlets,
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.
- Pink Floyd, Sheep
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