GWAR

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  • GWAR I Love The Pigs Lyrics

           

    We stand before the gates of Hell
    Smeared with filthy bacon smell
    Not all cops are pigs
    Some of them are dicks
    It is their duty to beat you...
    ...with a BIG FUCKING STICK!

    I LOVE THE PIGS!!!!

    The cheap allure
    Of human manure
    You busted her for junk
    And soon your dashboard,
    Was spackled with spunk

    You stopped for a bit
    But you couldn't quit
    I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs
    You killed and killed again,
    And got away with it

    The body count rose, yet,
    Yet, still I craved more
    Fighting just crime had become such a bore
    That one magic night when I raped with a mop...
    That sure got 'round the shop!

    'Til an AK took my head off
    In a drug deal gone way wrong
    By some weird Asian dude
    That they called Knobby Tong
    Still they called it suicide...
    At the funeral the Sgt. cried...

    You stopped for a bit
    But you couldn't quit
    I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs
    You killed and killed again,
    And got away with it

    You wanted to do right...
    But right, it felt so wrong...
    The filthy streets ate your soul
    That's how you wound up
    Deep in this hole.

    See them in their grandeur
    White Knights of the Realm
    They are all my children...
    Follow me to hell...follow me to hell!

    Then Satan smiled upon you
    You became a god
    It became your resurrection
    Undeath of the damned
    Resplendent in his harness
    His flanks are flecked in seed
    Cybernetic knucklehead
    Centurion of greed

    You stopped for a bit
    But you couldn't quit
    I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs
    You killed and killed again,
    And got away with it

    They combined a man with a hog
    Then they sewed on the dick of a dog
    Good with a club, but not a great shot...
    I guess even hell needs a cop...

    Renegade cops who as priests wield their clubs and their guns
    They get to have all the fun!

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