Off the end of Burn Them Prisons, from Fuck World Trade. A Fuckin' pigs fuckin' pigs, we're against the fuckin' pigs D A Stab 'em with some dirty rigs, buried under dirt and twigs E D C A God I hate that gang of fuckin' pigs Only short 'cause the song's only short. That's it, it's done. Song over. Next song. Next song!
