Luyện nghe bài hát Year of the Pig

Pigs at the show no fear
Fat full of they will not starve this year
Feed stains their in the mud
Fed through the nose plant their in the blood

Pigs at the trough fat
Surfeit of the turned to tricks for a feast
into the filth like a whore
Suck the from the bones leave the corpse on the floor

Pigs at the dissapear
One final before kissing the spear
on the hook left to dry
Just use the pay no mind to the hide

Pigs at the trough slit and
Done up and stuck like a pig for a
and tied and dressed up
Get it on your as it fills your cup

Pigs at the are to blame
They are the we never became
they poison our crops and our
We hate that we them to manage our shame

at the trough live in grime
Carrion meals fit for these profane
No mind to the scum live in
They tremble in fear as swallow your sin

Pigs at the trough and burst
Bearing the brunt as launder the cursed
We keep our in a pen
Our to defile again and again and again and again

Pigs killing pigs turned to pigs killing
Pigs fed to pigs turned to fed to pigs
The alseep under the tree
No here watching over us

Ashamed of what mean to men
Ashamed of we do to them
of the pig in our head
Ashamed so we kill instead

Pigs at the are obscene
Punish the products but not the
Pregnant guilt and disgrace
Delivering scorn on the they create

The at the trough are pristine
They live in our dirt and they stay clean
Recoil from the stigma and
And suffer the pig who can't change its