Lyrics:
There's a pox upon Blackheathand it isn't far beneathWhere 3 piggies choose to lieFly-blown piggies choose to cry.Every grabbin' mother needsTo see how those piggies feedTheir heads buried in the trough40% was never enough.Piggie Piggie pay meSchweinhund Piggie pay meFly-blown Piggie pay meOr you will have no sty.Build their houses, pay taxes tooPetit bourgeois through and throughI do want to and I will if I have toRuin more than two calls could ever do.Not sure whether to laugh or cry?I'll make your mind up: weep!Not sure whether to live or die?I'll prepare your slaughter, sheep!Piggie Piggie pay meSchweinhund Piggie pay meFly-blown Piggie pay meOr you will have no sty.Every grabbin' mother needsTo see how 3 piggies feedTheir heads buried in the trough50% was never enoughThere's a pox upon Blackheathand it isn't far beneathWhere 3 piggies choose to liefly-blown piggies choose to die.I'll pick up my burdenRitually protect my heartI'll pick up my burdenLet the hating startLife's too short to live defiledLife is precious so I'll live life proudI'm blessed and guided thru eternityI'll confront my burden and set me free