Pink Floyd - Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In A Cave and lyrics

Aye an' a bit of mackerel, settler rack and down Ran it down by the home, and I flew Well, it slapped me and I flopped it down in the shade And I cried, cried, cried The tear had fallen down he had taken, never back to raise And then cried Mary, and took out wi' your Claymore Right outta a' pocket, I ran down, down by the mountain side Battlin' the fiery horde that was falling around the feet "Never!," he cried, "Never shall ye get me alive Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew!" Well I snatched fer the blade and a Claymore cut and thrust And I fell down before him round his feet Aye, a roar he cried fray the bottom of 'is heart That I would nay fall but as dead Dead as I can by why' feet, d'ya ken? And the wind cried back