THE PIG SONG <br /><br />In the beginning there was the pig <br />Spitting and shitting in the ooze <br />Then God created woman <br />to serve him his fodder and slop his booze <br /><br />God made woman a target with feet <br />and God gave woman no right to the street <br />where hog words need so little excuse <br />and hog hands just tie the knot in the noose <br /><br />But I won't shut my mouth and scratch my smile <br />or keep my eyes straight ahead <br />I'll walk where I want, won't swallow my bile <br />I won't pretend I'm almost dead <br />Attacks come in every color, smell and shape <br />but they always come from a kind of woman hate <br /><br />Pigs slaver over guns and squeal at each other <br />Pigs'll even be fathers and brothers <br />Every female they bore is just another whore <br />except for their sisters and their mothers <br /><br />Pink and glairy or scabby and hairy <br />They're ad execs selling soup with flesh <br />They snort and gape at the stories of rape <br />that they gorge on in the porcine press <br /><br /><br />The world is blind to the crime of swine <br />But I'm done with being a victim <br />There's no mass anger to smother the slime <br />But I won't let it get near my soul again <br />This war's the longest in history <br />War on half of humanity <br />Swine come in every color, size and shape <br />but flesh is sacred and sex ain't hate <br /><br />Now a woman won't countenance violence <br />used against another human <br />But it takes a pig to paw without acquiescence <br />hence it's no homicide to stick one <br /><br />So don't tread on me, go on back to the sty <br />I spit on your knife and your gun <br />Don't touch me swine, don't even try <br />or it'll be the last thing you ever done <br /><br />Yes I'll see you hung... You won't see me run... <br />
