Pigs...

oink oink...

can you believe it all?
somethings in the water
whines fill the air
terrorstruck, complain unfair

well, nothing really is

tear apart the hopes
meat to your carnivore
congregate the masses
preach to your whores

thats all they really are

fake your compassion
sell your fashion
of lies cheats and ill respect
ideals of the sick

but you're really just a prick...

can you believe it all
blood is in the water
wind your hatred down
your voice is so much softer
six feet underground
can you believe it all
not so dark now
a chance for other offers
no propaganda plows

fascist pigs, it was just a plan
fucking pigs, fooled me again