There’s a pig inside the pigpen, another inside the office
One’s rolling in muck, another’s amok making profits
In a uniform, fooling men with the guise of a human
Maybe he was one too once when he was merely just a student
Whatever, ‘cause he’s not now
Veins full of scotch downed
Head with a cop crown
Striding like he’s God’s crowd
These goddamn pigs are parading inside humans' skin
Staining civilians with the sting of the hubris’ stink
Mulish with their position, queuing the ignition
Besmirched with a smirk, urge you forward towards perdition
From the riots to the movements
The peaceful rides kept in silence
For the equal eyes of the hopeful
But the haughty hogs bring the violence
Blaring sirens, they say it's for the sake of keeping the peace
But it's to strengthen their stronghold and it's for keeping you weak