As the poor watch the poor in high-def television, fraud the system. We are the cursed generation take back the nation try and stop me don't even know the half of it. Marching in opposite directions as the heel of your boot kicks up dust, Spin round and draw we'll see which one of us cocks and shoots first. I'm ahead of my time, pleasure for the guilty see no hear no speak so filthy for me, dance run jump sing, crooked fingers hold us puppets on our puppet strings and

Fe fi fo fum, I smell the blood of an English man

Pigs our life's on the line, in this country of mine the sun burns but yet refuses to shine. Pigs. Pigs we are, fuck when you walk fuck when you talk it's not wrong it just pisses me off

Be my, be my, be my, be my, little piggy in destress. There's no end in sight keep talking that talk as I lock up the pig pen. Split up in opposite directions as they pander the streets in the cold, now their shoes have got holes, the dole office closed he's sanctioned again, everyone knows that we are Pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs we are Pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs we are

Fe fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a partisan

Pigs our life's on the line, in this country of mine the sun burns but yet refuses to shine. Pigs. Pigs we are, fuck when you walk fuck when you talk it's not wrong it just pisses me off

Back to basics, back to the roots, back to square one, back to reality Back to basics, back to the roots, back to square one, back to reality Back to basics, back to the roots, back to square one, back to reality Back to basics, back to the roots, back to square on, back to square one

Pigs our life's on the line, in this country of mine the sun burns but yet refuses to shine. Pigs. Pigs we are, fuck when you walk fuck when you talk it's not wrong it just pisses me off

La la la

Pigs

Pigs

Pigs

Pigs we are