Pigs - Asphalt Ballet

Lyin' down below the trash in 13th Avenue

Billy’s hangin' out with cool 'bout to learn a thing or two

Gettin' high, no gettin' by, the price to take this ride

Like some street messiah sellin' peace, I bought in a vial

Why say what you mean?

Why stand for your dream?

They try to deny you, they lie and they cheat

With gold chains they bind you, these pigs at your feet

It’s easy come and easy go

Dollar signs, white collar crime, the wicked seeds they sow

Wallow in the shallow mud of insincerity

Rooting with those pigs in shit, they’re sordid company

Why say what you mean?

Why stand for your dream?

They try to deny you, they lie and they cheat

With gold chains they bind you, these pigs at your feet

They tear out the pages of names you can’t read

Inside gilded cages lie pigs at your feet

They try to deny you, they lie and they cheat

With gold chains they bind you, these pigs at your feet

They tear out the pages of names you can’t read

Inside gilded cages lie pigs at your feet

Lie the pigs at your feet

Lie the pigs in the street

Lie the pigs at your feet