Sheep to the slaughter oh I thought this must be love. All your sons and daughters in a strangle hold with a kid glove. She's got eyes like saucers oh you think she's a dish. She is the blue chip that belongs to the big fish. Chorus:. But it's easier to say "I love you". than "Yours sincerly" I suppose. All little sisters like to try on big sister's clothes. Big sister's clothes. The sport of kings the old queen's heart. The prince in darkness stole some tart. And it's in the papers it's in the charts. It's in the stop press before it all starts.. With a hammer on the slap and tickle under grisly garments. With all the style and finesse of the purchase of armaments. Compassion went out of fashion. That's all your concern meant. Sweat it out for thirty seconds on home improvements. Chorus.