Pigz smash Pigz hurt Pigz proceed Guess who's the force of public disorder In gold we crush We work and we buy But we can't voice Without being punched in the face when W.T.O. feels menaced In gold we crush A man on the pavement Will never love again Martyr of global economy No good to be part of a minority In gold we crush When men treat other men like this I'm afraid the cattle will suffer for ages Bloody sunday Bloody everyday In gold we crush