The Pigs That Love War

Blindfolded General
Places a pin upon a map
Of some Middle Eastern province
Ready to attack
The other pigs
That spun him around
Hold their cigars and cognac
Laugh as they play
Machine of war

Rich piggies feeding
Eating dollars from the trough
Let the young go in
And give them what for
These ringside seats
3000 miles away are just enough
For us to fully enjoy
Machine of war

Should we go for an Airstrike?
Or a Nuclear bomb?
A biological attack?
Or just plain old-fashioned brawn?
We have plenty of tigers
For us donkeys to use as pawns
We can easily keep feeding
The insatiable appetite
Machine of war
Machine of war

Foolish piglet
Removed his silver spoon and dared to ask
What does the fighting
All actually achieve?
Piglet lay
Out somewhere dying
The old piggies squeal
In delight of
Machine of war



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Davey
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