Look at them now
what do they want
and what do they do
now nothing at all
what do they know
what do they think
and who do they tell
well no one at all
their lives are trully meaningless
and we are busy being blessed
With all that we
can take and pocket
no one needs to know
we're the plug
and they're the socket
give us the juice
and we'll glow
Can't you hear the choir now
listen to the animals sing
can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells
in the land of the pigs
the butcher is king
How do they sleep
their lives are so tawdry
we're the trash collectors
cause they're nothing but trash
what do you expect
they've got no standards
so we lower the bar
cause they're perfect to us
and we'll open up Pandora's box
Pandora gave us keys and locks
they're the victims
waiting for their mugger
come to the confessional
so I can tell you all to bugger off
there's no time like now
Can't you hear the choir now
listening to the animals sing
can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells
in the land of the pigs
the butcher is king
Can't you hear the choir now
listen to the marketplace sing
can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells
in the land of the pigs
the butcher is king
And we'll do it our way
it's our time to play
we know what to say
if you stand in our way
don't stand in our way
no time like today
Can't you hear the choir now
listen to the anthems we sing
can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells
in the land of the pigs
the butcher is king
Can't you hear the choir now
listening to the animals sing
can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells
in the land of the pigs
the butcher is king
Can't you hear the choir now
listen to the chosen ones sing
can't you hear the slaughterhouse bells
in the land of the pigs
the butcher is king