Look at them now
What do they want?
And what do they do now?
Nothing at all
They all live on so aimlessly

But what do they know?
What do they think?
And who do they tell?
Well, no one at all
Their lives are purely meaningless
And we are busy being blessed

With all that we can take and pocket
No one needs to know
We're the plug and they're the socket
Give us the juice and we'll glow

Can't you hear the choir now?
Listen to the animals sing!
Can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells?
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!

Can't you hear the choir now?
Listen to the marketplace sing!
Can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells?
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!

How do they sleep?
Their lives are all so tawdry
And they're nothing but trash
And we're the biggest trash collector

What do you expect?
They've got no standards
Perfect for us
We lower the bar
And we'll open up Pandora's Box
Pandora gave us keys and locks

And they're the victims
Waiting for their [bad word] to the confessional
So I can tell you all to bugger off!
No time like now!

And we'll do it our way
Today in the USA
We know what to say
If you stand in our way
Don't stand in our way
That's our way
No time like today!

Can't you hear the choir now?
Listen to the amputees sing!
Can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells?
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!

Can't you hear the choir now?
Listen to the chosen ones sing!
Can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells?
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!
 [bad word] 

In the land of the pig the butcher is king!
In the land of the pig the butcher is king!
In the land of the pig
The butcher is
King!!!