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We stand before the gates of Hell Smeared with filthy bacon smell Not all cops are pigs Some of them are dicks It is their duty to beat you with a big fucking stickI love the pigsThe cheap allure Of human manure You busted her for junk And soon your dashboard Was spackled with spunkYou stopped for a bit But you couldn't quit I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs You killed and killed again And got away with itThe body count rose, yet Yet, still I craved more Fighting just crime had become such a bore That one magic night when I raped with a mop That sure got 'round the shopTill an AK took my head off In a drug deal gone way wrong By some weird Asian dude That they called Knobby TongStill they called it suicide At the funeral the Sgt. criedYou stopped for a bit But you couldn't quit I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs You killed and killed again And got away with itYou wanted to do right But right, it felt so wrong The filthy streets ate your soul That's how you wound up Deep in this holeSee them in their grandeur White Knights of the Realm They are all my children Follow me to hell, follow me to hellThen Satan smiled upon you You became a god It became your resurrection Undeath of the damnedResplendent in his harness His flanks are flecked in seed Cybernetic knucklehead Centurion of greedYou stopped for a bit But you couldn't quit I love the pigs, I love the pigs, love the pigs You killed and killed again And got away with itThey combined a man with a hog Then they sewed on the dick of a dog Good with a club, but not a great shot I guess even hell needs a cop(I guess even hell needs a cop) (I guess even hell needs a cop) (I guess even hell needs a cop) (I guess even hell needs a cop)Renegade cops who as priests wield their clubs and their guns They get to have all the fun Renegade cops who as priests wield their clubs and their guns They get to have all the fun