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Blind Pigs

in my woolly coat And I blind him with my pen 'Cause someone must have stuck something in my drink Every thing's getting strange looking Half the people have turned into squealing pigs

I met a girl who was 15 years old, she seemed so on top of the whole world But I was blind to the facts, she had a predisposition towards being attacked

He really liked her blind. He'd sneak up from behind and run his finger down her spine - say `it's fine' though headlines shouted FINAL! Pigs would fly

Pulled from our homes We've committed no crimes We don't know why Stolen and incarcerated The red army marches us out like pigs Onto trains like creatures

somebody blind by Just like somebody blind by Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see Just like somebody blind by Just like somebody blind

You were not the first to arrive Will not be the last to survive The pigs and the oxen we bound to the wheel Turn it off, turn it off You are not the

times the sadness, insanity is storming in your hollow head Weak followers of a past unknown I spit with joy on your blind ignorance and puke at your

offences...* fuckin pigs, fuckin pigs, we're against the fuckin pigs, stab them with some dirty rigs, bury them under dirt and twigs, gotta hate that gang of fuckin pigs

loathing Who faulters ASAP to build careers out of misquoting sorry Aesop introducing a school of my own motives This pocket full of nickels, like cool han-loop decapitating parking meters when the pigs