Piggy Piggy Piggy Pig
Your a real treat
Piggy Piggy Piggy Pig
Big man hiding with a badge
It must be fun to have the power
Exploiting others from your charter
Beating up the weak and vulnerable
Protected under a code of honour
Down in Vancouver they kick the disabled
In Montreal they shoot down the homeless
The boys in Red just rape the girls
Who try to climb up the old boys club
Wherever theirs law, crimes being made
Sometimes it works the other way
The mafia could learn a thing or two
On how to keep it low like the boys in blue
So Let's go get the pigs
And tear them down a notch
We'll find out where they live
Pay them a late night visit
Beat down their front doors
Then throw them from their homes
We'll Kick them in the heads
Just like Rodney King
Only this time were in the right
Piggy Piggy Piggy Pig
We're gonna cut you down a notch
Piggy piggy Piggy Pig
Now your gonna be our bacon
Piggy piggy Piggy Pig Now your gonna be our bacon Piggy piggy Piggy Pig Now your gonna be someone mouth Piggy piggy Piggy Pig you will be back on earth then you will have already completed intestines and stomach tourists!
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I would like to translate this poem
pathetic, not even funny. i know it is a poem, but it sucks, what be funny is when you fry like bacon