Hogs


Came for the job but didn’t know what it was for

Said I came for the job but didn’t know what it was for

Tell me how did I land a spot on this killing floor


Told me son this is all we have for you

Well they told me son this is all we have for you

Put cash in my hand and said there’s work to do


Hear the hogs they crying screaming for their life of pain

I hear the hogs they crying screaming for their life of pain

If they knew any better they’d beg for my mercy hand


How can you judge a man by his tools and cloth

Tell me how can you judge a man by his tools and cloth

If the job does pick the man are his morals lost

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