Pigs for slaughter

They shot innocent 5 year old kid murdered him in his bed They beat folk with their truncheons in the cells till they're dead Humiliate and strip search you as a matter of routine Beat you up behind closed doors and laugh at your screams Were taking no more Were booting down the door Pigs Pigs Pigs for slaughter [x2] At the Edinburgh Punx picnic They were the cause of more grief While a couple held a young punk down a third smashed out his front teeth paid thugs, covards and bullies They're totally out of hand so now it's up to you and I were get to make our stand Were taking no more Were booting down the door Pigs Pigs Pigs for slaughter [x2] They shot a woman minding her own business Now wheelchair-bound for life They try to break your spirit with interrogation misters nasty and nice But though they torture and beat you Don't let the spirit be shaken Just remember that todays Pig is tomorrows BACON!! Were taking no more Were booting down the door Pigs Pigs Pigs for slaughter (Put the Pigs to the slaughter!!)