Pig bones

No Rhyme, No Reason
Cooked pigs committing treason
My generation faces oppressionn
A nation sunken in depression

Its time to stand up and fight

You're damn right i wont sit tight
While they strip me of my first amendment right

They sold my soul, They sold my rights
They try to tell you, you dont know the law
But if i say other wise, I get a broken jaw

That gun. That badge. Does that make you feel like a man?
To abuse, To excuse, To use
The system, because you're a coward, that hides behind his badge

You cant take me down
You cant shut me up
I wont give up