a liar once said "we're innocent til proven guilty" - but the the truth is absurd
we're poor until proven rich
and the scales of justice are fixed by lying pigs

plot of human terror unfolds behind the pricint door
to cage all the minorities, the immigrants and poor
next they'll hunt the handicapped, disabled blind and deaf
and what will all these piggies do HA! when theres no one left

swat police in riot gear, are bombin us tonight
an all our civil liberties will die by morning's light
while crooked politicians lie and rig the ballot book
we whitewash fake democracy and paint another coat

we'll keep you here to stay; you'll never get away
your property aint mine, until your dying day
we'll crush your soul inside; there is no easy ride
the hotel's never free and the rooms are always occupied

nice of you to join us welcome to the prison age
financial quest for new frontiere to build a bigger cage
surplus populations growing all around the world
capital invests quick to cage these boys and girls

we'll burn/bomb the police state, a__assinate the magistrate
we'll go to every town an burn them f___in prisons down

we'll keep you here to stay; you'll never get away
your property and mine, until your dying day
the court pretenders fake, the judge is on the take
an if u wanna find a cop you're gonna have to drag the lake

*capitalism creates such a division between the rich and the poor
that this surplus population is created
and "government" solution has been their containment for increasing petty offenses...

plot of human terror unfolds behind the precinct door
to cage all the minorities, the immigrants and poor
next they'll hunt the handicapped, disabled blind and deaf
and what will all these piggies do, ha! when there's no one left

we'll bomb the police state, a__assinate the magistrate
we'll go to every town and burn them f___ing prisons down
we'll bomb the police state, a__assinate the magistrate
we'll go to every town and burn them f___ing prisons down, down

(f___ing pigs, f___ing pigs,
war against the f___ing pigs,
stab them with some dirty rigs,
bury them under dirt and twigs,
gotta hate that gang of f___ing pigs.)

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