Off the end of Burn Them Prisons, from Fuck World Trade.




A
Fuckin' pigs fuckin' pigs, we're against the fuckin' pigs

D                              A
Stab 'em with some dirty rigs, buried under dirt and twigs

E               D       C       A
God I hate that gang of fuckin' pigs



Only short 'cause the song's only short. That's it, it's done. Song over. Next song. Next song!