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[Verse 1]
All pigs must die
This ain't August '69
All pigs must die
Seven and seven, sieg heil, sublime
[Verse 2]
Their trotters are in the mud
They're better off with the Son of God
They had no idea
Not even close, not even near
[Verse 3]
All pigs must die
This ain't August '69
All pigs must die
Seven and seven, sieg heil, sublime
[Verse 4]
All pigs must die
This is August '99
All pigs must die
Their stolen riches are really mine
[Verse 5]
Cover their faces in blood
They're better off with the Son of God
All pigs must die
This is August '99
[Verse 6]
All pigs must die
The Law of the Claw will make them mine
[Verse 7]
All pigs must die
This is August '99
All pigs must die
Their stolen riches are really mine
[Verse 8]
All pigs must die
This ain't August '69
All pigs must die
Seven and seven, sieg heil, sublime
[Verse 9]
All pigs must die
That was August '99
All pigs must die
Their stolen riches are truly mine
Written by: Douglas Pearce
