Pig

Listen to the horn blow, Up against the night glow Someone left the bodies in the garden Of the war show Dig a grave or foxhole, pile up the dead souls Someone saw the bodies, call damage control Better get to know my name, Better get to know my game The big celebration is getting me high Feel the sensation of just getting by Don't know the answer, but I know the game Treat them well/Give them hell/Buy and sell Welcome to the rodeo-Pig [Chorus]: Better get to know my name Better get to know my game None ye business where I dig, I'm a pig, I'm a pig, I'm a pig, pig, pig Filling out the blank check, Ready on the flight deck Pack in the munitions for a full-blown-total-wreck Filling in the black hole, counting up the death toll, Someone hung a body on the public opinion poll [Chorus] They do what they want to do, got hand over you And all the dreams of what you were gone by, So tell it to the wall, it doesn't hear you after all And all the dreams of what you want will fly, When pigs fly