Pig

big right wrist
As getting sore from rubbing that thing
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting...
Just waiting...

Republican like a South African
Cut me open and see my hate
On your knees I hear you say please
And on your neck it's squeeze, squeeze, squeeze
I got my job, car and money to burn
My hands are clean when I cut off your balls
I got a muscle in the back of my neck
Rub the little muscle in the back of my neck
God, I feel healthy, I feel fine
That sweet little conillion's, mine, mine, mine
Gang rape, no escape
Then put you down and bait, bait, bait
Waiting...
Are you waiting?

I'm Pigbreath, I'm Pigbreath
Pigbreath
Pigbreath




__________Scumsberg__________

I know, I live off things you give
Eighteen carrots, what does it take?
Come on girl, make my day
Dislocate me, desecrate me, masturbate me, celebrate me
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe this mess I'm in
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe the mess I'm in
She like fighting and she likes war
Come on everybody, lets do it some more
With a slug in the mug, mace in my face
Racisct thug, what a disgrace
Ghetto, rape, no escape
They put you down and bait, bait, bait
She like fighting and she likes war
Come on everybody, lets do it some more
You know I like everything about you
The way you're talking, it's quite exciting
Keep me up, hide my face
The way I'm eating, it's a social disgrace
There's a place we can rock all night
Nobobdy's gonna catch you, get a fright
Fighting on a price, sitting on a stump
Someone's gonna get you they thump, thump, thump
Twenty one babies for myself
Crawling up on my back
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe the mess I'm in
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe the mess I'm in
Dislocate me, desecrate me, masturbate me, celebrate me
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe this mess I'm in
I've got to fight and I've got to win
You'll never believe the mess I'm in
Mess it up


Guitar - Achim Mennicken

Percussion, Programmed By - Christian Graupner



__________One For The Neck__________

We're all looking for something to break
We're all looking for a heavenly state
Well, the culling is coming, one way or the other
I can feel it in the wind that's blinding my eyes
One fine day or in the middle of the night
Two big boys are gonna get up to fight
Well, I'll be diving for cover and double up inside
Praying for forgiveness that'll never arrive

My, my, what a beautiful place
Who is first to destroy the human race
I've got faith, what do you say
1, 2, 3, and it's a beautiful day
My, my, here's one for the neck
Don't relax, 'cos you're next for the check
I've got faith - we're armed to the teeth
But I've got a strange and a stupid believe

We're looking for a little salvation
What I got, it's a living domination
Big world, wild eyes, shiny boots, and broken ties
Government progress, what do you get? less
Why do you want to hear about the state of my mind
Well, I would see it in their pupils
They got no schools
Oh, what a way to go


Guitar, Piano, Saxophone - Nikkolai Weidemann



__________Hildelinde__________

Drums, Piano, Mixed By - Axel Dill

Written By - Traditional



__________My Favourite Car__________

Roller coaster Chevrolet
I wanna make you go, praying everyday
It's breaking my neck
For you to talk to me I would crawl to thee
I'm gonna get you and you're gonna be mine
16 white walled, see what the world has done to me
16 valves and a shiny hood
I know that I look obscene
When I sweat and I groan
And I pump a pump a pump a pump a pump
A pump on my hump
Roller coaster Chevrolet
I wanna make you go
'Cos I'm praying everyday
It's breaking my neck
For you to drive with me
I would crawl to thee
I'm gonna get you and you're gonna be mine
Little motor
I got a toaster
A TV and bar
I've got ten little fingers
And 10 little toes
You explode my mind
Drive with you
Until that day
I'm in my cupboard and I'm sweating
And I'm sweating for you
Roller coaster Roller coaster
I'm down and I'm bleeding
I'm up and I'm reeling
16 valves, shiny hood, see what the world has done to me
16... shiny magazine
I know that I look obscene
When I sweat and I groan
And I pump a pump a pump a pump a pump
A pump on my hump
Rollercoaster Chevrolet
I wanna make you go
'Cos I'm praying everyday
It's breaking my neck
For you to drive with me
I would crawl to thee
I'm gonna get you and you're gonna be mine
Roller coaster Roller coaster
Roller coaster Roller coaster
Roller coaster Roller coaster
Roller coaster


Guitar - Uwe Wüst



__________Never For Fun__________

Your quickening breath
My whipping flesh
The first fierce hunger baby
You're the wound of my world
I'm gonna prime you with oil
Your heat, your trix
The way you move your lips
It's my desire
To have you by my side

What do you want?
What do you feel?
What do you feel for me?
Never forget
Never forgive
Never for fun
What do you want?
What do you need?
What do you need from me?
I never give in
I never give up
I never give over to him

I need a rest and a cure
Girl, you're the one
What you do to me, it's one in a million
To get out of this alive
I'm gonna break in two
Unless I get something out or into you
And you rip my soul
You're the wound of my world

It's never for fun
I never give up
It's never for fun
I never give up
I never give up

Breath!

Your heat, your trix
Girl, you're the one
Girl, you're the one
You're the wound of my world
My heart, my soul
My heart, my soul


Guitar, Piano, Saxophone - Nikkolai Weidemann



__________Shit For Brains__________

Sitting in my box, waiting for you
I peep through the slits and I feel myself
Breathing tight, I'm getting hard
But it's nice and dark for the things that I do
I sweat in my cassock
When I hear your words
Tell your sins to me I will absolve thee
I run a peep show beat
Where I can beat my meat
When I see you dressing
I get to messing

Shit for brains, piss in my pants
I rape and contain the whole human race
I'm your heavenly host, the Holy Ghost
The hand of god and the stick of saints
I'm a man who's sick but I got class
I'm going to heaven with my lickin' ass
Shit for brains, piss in my pants
I rape and contain my catholic domain

Sticks and stones break my bones
Your words just crucify me
Heaven up above has a glorious god
I'd really rather have you right where I want
Right on the front, full of my gunk
I slide up behind heaven in my mind
In my dreams I always whipped you
Then I stripped you

I ripped you down to my scripture


Guitar - Achim Mennicken




__________Red Man__________

You really whine
You really crawl
You really weep
And feel a bit small
You really whine
You really do crawl
You really weep
And you're gonna feel small

God, guns, guts
The staple diet of religious nuts
I'm a pig with a baton
Politician with a mission
You're gonna weep
And you're gonna feel small


Guitar - Remo Park

Percussion, Programmed By - Christian Graupner



__________The Press__________

It's a barrage of violence, sickness and shame
You struggle for your living and you're paying with pain
I read of the poor, and the women and the victims to blame
For the collapse of the country again and again

They're checking all the people
In all their holes
Whips and lashes and cuts back
To double standards, backhanders
It's a grey desolate country
But we're glorious again

He's peeling his banana while roasting your nuts
You've got to get your gums around his plums
He's going to modify your attitude
And customize your crawl
With the muck he prints
He's got to us all



__________Peoria__________