Badland - Pig

I was born screaming astride the grave

To a whiplash chemical bombing slave

Hanging off a millstone nailed

To the teeth of Jesus that marked me fail

The clock is crawling up to noon

Judgment day is coming soon

Suck it all up and Americanize

And teach your god to weaponize

I cut my bolts with the blowtorch blues

Turn my monkey wrench and screw

I blitz and purge my vicious tongue

Cut my teeth and aim this gun

The bell is tolling with the proof

Playing three chords and the truth

Hurt seeks out the holy temple

Fury meets the fundamental

Feel the faith is wearing thin

On barren bones belief begins

Suck it all up and Americanize

And teach your god to weaponize

Burn your beliefs at the witching hour

Turn off reason and up the power

Now the rats rule the night

With a baseball bat and pure delight

The bell is tolling with the proof

Playing three chords and the truth

I’m no good, I’m not right

I burn and break in the red hot night

I’m no good, I’m not right

I burn and break in the red hot night

The supernova technique trap

Of every pain upon the map

The rod of rage writes the scar

Of the overdose in the hate bazaar

The bell is tolling with the proof

Playing three chords and the truth

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Suck it all up and Americanize

Teach your god to weaponize

Suck it all up and Americanize

Teach your god to weaponize

I’m no good, I’m not right

I burn and break in the red hot night

I’m no good, I’m not right

I burn and break in the red hot night

Death put your lips on mine

My liquor-drinking valentine

Death put your lips on mine

My liquor-drinking valentine

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

I cut my bolts with the blowtorch blues

I turn my monkey wrench and screw

I blitz and purge my vicious tongue

I cut my teeth when I aim this gun

The bell is tolling with the proof

Playing three chords and the truth

The bell is tolling with the proof

Playing three chords and the truth

The bell is tolling with the proof

Playing three chords and the truth