Pigs At The Trough

      One of our members recently found what he thinks should be our campaign song for the upcoming election to describe our Republican friends. 
     Give a listen to Texas singer/songwriter Hank Woji's "The Pigs at the Trough" by clicking here. 
     If you're not somewhere you can listen, you can read the lyrics by clicking "read more" at the bottom of this entry.

Oh, the pigs at the trough they just can’t keep from lyin’
And stealing from the poor is just so damned gratifyin’
As they squeeze the last drops of blood from our stones
Break the working class, suck the marrow from our bones
Living high on the hog while the rest of us are cryin’
The pigs at the trough they just can’t keep from lyin’

Oh, the pigs at the trough see the world thru colored glasses
They’re princes of arrogance, born ruling classes
It’s not just enough to cajol and berate
They’re addicted to power so they must dominate
They’re the soverign lords over all the huddled masses
The pigs at the trough see the world thru colored glasses

Oh, the pigs at the trough they just know they’re all blessed
So they’re making damn sure they get more and we get less
With their kinder and gentler compassionate ways
We’ll be paying off their debts till the end of our days
And without a doubt they’re leaving us one hell of a mess
The pigs at the trough they just know they’re all blessed

Now, the pigs at the trough come in all colors, shapes and sizes
Masters of deception in all manner of disguises
They party on the left, then they party on the right
Then they all move to the middle and proceed to start a fight
And for all the trusting fools they save their nastiest surprises
The pigs at the trough come in all colors shapes and sizes

Now, those piggies don’t stop gorging when their bellies get stuffed
Just get to chewing harder when the grizzle gets tough
And if you try to stop them they’re prepared to get rough
Oh, the pigs at the trough they just can’t get enough

Oh, the pigs at the trough speak in dangerous tongues
They rant and they rave at the top of their lungs
That gray don’t exist, and black is pearly white
And if you’re up against them then you just can’t be right
They’ll swallow you whole, They even eat their young
The pigs at the trough speak in dangerous tongues

Oh, the pigs at the trough never listen to reason
Anyone who questions them gets lashed at for treason
What’s truth and what’s fact are for them to decide
All critics standing up, just for them to deride
On science and logic it’s always open season
The pigs at the trough they never listen to reason

Oh, the pigs at the trough, they are all true believers
Wolves in sheep’s clothing, flag draped deceivers
Living in their castles with their alligator moats
Spending half their time shoving Jesus down our throats
A self righteous bunch of rank and file underachievers
The pigs at the trough they are all true believers

Now, the pigs at the trough love to beat the drums of war
They’re lining up in droves just to make a hefty score
With their twisted dreams and their warped reality
The God almighty dollar is all that they ever see
There’s good money to be made on the blood of the poor
The pigs at the trough love to beat the drums of war

Now, those piggies don’t stop gorging when their bellies get stuffed
Just get to chewing harder when the grizzle gets tough
And if you try to stop them they’re prepared to get rough
Oh, the pigs at the trough they just can’t get enough

The pigs at the trough never saw those planes comin’
They were all too busy lootin’ the country they were runnin’
Way too busy doing what all good piggies should
Stuffing all their pockets just as fast as they could
Looking straight at us, down the noses they’re thumbin’
The pigs at the trough never saw those planes comin