Hey, are you there
I got you, your new medication
You are, so aware
You don't the new education
Are you up
Are you walking
Are you down
Are you lying
Tell me why
So much anger
Gimme peace
I need shelter
Pigs of the power, slaughtering the sheep, ouu what you doing
Pain every hour, slaughtering the sheep, don't know what you doing
I wrote
This letter
To the man
Oh the man
My mind
Was tortured
By the system
Of the man
Devouring the people
The people living for the culture
The culture made by the man
The man Controlling the people
The government for people
By man who bribe the people
Oooh the people are gonna die
Pigs of the power, slaughtering the sheep, ouu what you doing.
Pain every hour, slaughtering the sheep, don't know what you doin.
Sons of the Sun - Pigs Lyrics
Sons of the Sun - Pigs Lyrics
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Hey, are you there
I got you, your new medication
You are, so aware
You don't the new education
Are you up
Are you walking
Are you down
Are you lying
Tell me why
So much anger
Gimme peace
I need shelter
Pigs of the power, slaughtering the sheep, ouu what you doing
Pain every hour, slaughtering the sheep, don't know what you doing
I wrote
This letter
To the man
Oh the man
My mind
Was tortured
By the system
Of the man
Devouring the people
The people living for the culture
The culture made by the man
The man Controlling the people
The government for people
By man who bribe the people
Oooh the people are gonna die
Pigs of the power, slaughtering the sheep, ouu what you doing.
Pain every hour, slaughtering the sheep, don't know what you doin.
I got you, your new medication
You are, so aware
You don't the new education
Are you up
Are you walking
Are you down
Are you lying
Tell me why
So much anger
Gimme peace
I need shelter
Pigs of the power, slaughtering the sheep, ouu what you doing
Pain every hour, slaughtering the sheep, don't know what you doing
I wrote
This letter
To the man
Oh the man
My mind
Was tortured
By the system
Of the man
Devouring the people
The people living for the culture
The culture made by the man
The man Controlling the people
The government for people
By man who bribe the people
Oooh the people are gonna die
Pigs of the power, slaughtering the sheep, ouu what you doing.
Pain every hour, slaughtering the sheep, don't know what you doin.
Writer: daniel njugi
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