Napoleon and Fat Pig
Squealer
My name is
Squealer.
And I'm
Napoleon.
I'm Napoleon's right
hand man.
I do my job and keep
things intact,
but sometimes things
get tough and I can't help that.
My medals that are
red
Animal Hero First
class.
Stay with me until I'm
dead.
I drink and lot and
make decisions,
but sometimes I can't
take it and encounter some collisions.
My lies are
genius.
My plots are
cool.
The only people that
fall for them are fools
We pull the strings,
cause we are the pigs.
We're all first class
animals in these animal gigs.
Those mangy animals,
they complain so much.
If it wasn't for us
that farm would be dust.
Discipline is the way
to run a farm.
It develops into a
charm.
Why should we follow
those animal rules?
Are we to be looked at
as an organization of ghouls?
It's true those humans
are good for nothing rednecks,
but if we put our
talent together, the possibilities are endless.
Comrade Lightning
Bolt
I am a dog,
a powerful
dog.
I live on a
farm,
an unusual
farm
named Animal Farm.
I have a
leader,
I must
obey.
For any
crime,
I must pay.
These are my
comrades.
I'll help fight for
them,
side by side till I
die.
I shall not kill
another animal,
that is our
commandment.
I will not be
considered like a human.
I have a great pride
in this far,
that shall not go till
I die.
Long live Animal
Farm!
