Rabid Pigs

Two sweaty sows, quick means to bad ends

I think they think they're smart, I think they think they think

Big pig and little pig, they're dumb as fuck

You can't expect too much from two braindead brickheads

They got no reaction time, they can't seem to duck

So we kick their ugly snouts in, kick their ugly snouts in, kick their ugly

The rotten pigs, wallow in the scum

The time has come to shut them down

But they've chewed off, more than they could chew

They're makin' babies, why do they reproduce

She's got her pack, a piglet papoose

They thrown grenaades, I pull the pins and throw them back and

Blow their fuckin' heads off, blow their fuckin' heads off, blow their ugly

(some incoherent talking)