I can see you're very glad to hear about the raid,
Some of the cops were happy to give
A lot more than they are paid.
But what about the copter crash
That took off piggy's head?
We celebrated all weekend,
Now we're glad that he is dead.

It wasn't the first time,
And it sure won't be the last.
Psychic prayer is functional,
And the piggies are dying fast.

And what about that plane crash?
Two hundred and fifty army scum
Came home in pieces for Christmas cheer,
While I sipped my eggnog and rum.

No one will ever have proof of
The precious deeds that I achieve.
Nobody can logically argue
Against the things that I believe.
Just a trifle of positive thinking,
A healthy dose of LSD (the pathway to success).
The following day I'll be watching the news,
And giggle while others grieve.

December the fourth was the day
That they led me away in chains.
They woulda locked up the policewoman
If the judge had had any brains.

Eight months pregnant, she sat on the stand,
And grunted, "He shouldn't be running loose."
There's gotta be something really wrong here,
When pigs are allowed to reproduce.

No one will ever have proof of
The precious deeds that I achieve.
Nobody can logically argue
Against the things that I believe.
Just a trifle of positive thinking,
A healthy dose of LSD.
The following day I'll be watching the news,
And giggle when others grieve.

So anyone foolish or callous enough
To wear a uniform,
So proud of the terror it represents,
Will be sorry that they were born.

If they really believe that the USA
Should roam and rule the world,
Their families can wipe the sperm
From their dead upper lips
With the American flag unfurled.

No one will ever have proof of
The precious deeds that I achieve.
Nobody can logically argue
Against the things that I believe.
Just a trifle of positive thinking,
A healthy dose of LSD.
The following day I'll be watching the news,
And giggle while others grieve.

It wasn't the first time,
And it sure won't be the last.
Psychic prayer is functional,
And the piggies are dying fast

It won't be the first time,
And it sure won't be the last...


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