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