Pigs

Lyin' down below the trash in 13th Avenue
Billy's hangin' out with cool 'bout to learn a thing or two
Gettin' high, no gettin' by, the price to take this ride
Like some street messiah sellin' peace, I bought in a vial

Why say what you mean?
Why stand for your dream?

They try to deny you, they lie and they cheat
With gold chains they bind you, these pigs at your feet

It's easy come and easy go
Dollar signs, white collar crime, the wicked seeds they sow
Wallow in the shallow mud of insincerity
Rooting with those pigs in shit, they're sordid company

Why say what you mean?
Why stand for your dream?

They try to deny you, they lie and they cheat
With gold chains they bind you, these pigs at your feet
They tear out the pages of names you can't read
Inside gilded cages lie pigs at your feet

They try to deny you, they lie and they cheat
With gold chains they bind you, these pigs at your feet
They tear out the pages of names you can't read
Inside gilded cages lie pigs at your feet
Lie the pigs at your feet
Lie the pigs in the street
Lie the pigs at your feet