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here’s an ole favorite of ours
something we used to do when we were cleaning out the hog’s pen

cause you know
one thing i learned by growing up in these american values up on the farm, and that is that
pigs are people, too

sizzling up a rasher of bacon
be boiling a pork roast, or having a couple of chops
you take it from ole chop top here
and his pal buckie

and just remember
pig is the most intelligent mammal
next to man
and they know what’s up

when the farmer comes with that long, sharp knife
and he bends down, and
takes that pig by the shoulders
that look in his eye
the other pigs get to the far end of the pen, their eyes all small and scared
they know what’s happening
they know why they’ve been prepared
cause pigs are people too
just listen to em
listen to em
watch em cry!
when the knife goes across, the throat
of that shoat

yeah, you know
we’ve moved into the city
and now we’re just trying to get by in our own humble way
i worked down at farmer john’s
it’s a slaughter plant down in uh, century city
part of the hook and pull gang down there

what we do is uh, we hoist those pigs up by their hind legs, chain em up on a big a frame. goes through the factory, uh, almost like making cars

yeah, and there’s the k!ller. he’s got a real sharp knife and next, each pig comes by he just slices its throat

and that a frame keeps moving, goes outside, up a hill. we call it death hill. and at the top of death hill, is a big wall of flame. and as the pig is dying, blood’s pouring out of its throat, he goes up there to get scorched, cause that uh, makes better bacon

sometimes, the pig ain’t dead by the time he gets up to that wall of flame
and what you hear is something that’s, d-mn near human

-loud pig noises-

makes me kinda sad
pigs are people too
come on, piggy soo
pigs are people too
get on your ole wooden shoe
let’s get out on the barn and dance
pigs are people too
i’ve seen one wearing pants

hey yeah, harvest moon!
down by the ole swimming hole
all my chores is done
now it’s time to lose control!

got on my ole dungarees
got on that ole greasy farm shirt
got on my ole leather gloves
got my chainsaw goiled up, goiled up, oiled up, goiled up

gonna go into town
gonna go into town
drink some bottles down
meet some little girl, like an inbred little farm girl with two left feet
gonna take her out in and ah ha ha ha ha

pigs are people too
pigs are people too
down in the slop trough
boy, howdy, that can’t be fun
you got a hangover, just get in the slop and let the pig l!ck it off

pigs are people too
pigs are people too
just like me and you
well like you
cause pigs are people too

you know, we were down by the combine races out there by ole french farm?
and me and bubba, my little brother, well, we was driving this combine, on ole uh, route ii

and looked in the rearview mirror, and there was this red flashing light
man, how many times that happen to you, boys and girls?
yah know, gotta pull over
oh, christ
hey bubba, you got the, registration in there?
aw, sh-t, some mouse ate it, now it’s just a nest, in that glovebox

yeah, and you’re just waiting and looking out the window and here comes “da man”, and you look down, and…

god, it didn’t look like a, i didn’t know what it looked like
i mean it had a hat, and badge, and dark glasses and jack boots, and, gun drawn, and…

i looked down and its nose was awful funny looking, kinda, flat and round
and its eyes were little tiny eyes, little beady eyes, and, these big jowly cheeks, his floppy ears coming up from under that, mountie hat

i looked down and said, by god
i said, “bubba, you take a look at this!”
he leaned over, you know, he’s no sight for sore eyes neither but, he looked over and my golly…

that was a pig! that wasn’t no, that wasn’t no man, that was a pig!

i said, “bubba what’s going on down there?” and he said, “hey man,”

pigs are people too
pigs are people too
just like me and you
sometimes, they get the flu
pigs are people too
oink oink oink!
pigs are people too
pigs are people too
just remember when you’re eating that bacon that pigs are
pigs are people too
the pigs are people too
pigs are people too
pigs are people too
h-ll, i should know, i married one!
c’mere, honey!

pigs are people too
pigs are people too
pigs are people too

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