Red Animal War When Fat Pigs Fly
breaking it down like a bold lie bury it down like it's
bad wine a sense of relief oh sweet victory but there's
no escape from biblatic prophecy this is not the course
of old this is not over laying it down on luther king
street a sense of despair you may never meet secrets
swept up by the sleigh burn the wrinkled hand and just
watch it fall away this is not the course of old this is
not over time we all will justify our hells to each his
own as his own mind builds this cell at the end of the
day he turns out the lights to his office and turns on
the lights to his car and it says you did a wonderful job
today when fat pigs fly you'll be waiting when fat pigs
fly you'll be salivating this is nuts this is not kosovo
this is not over
