Aye, what's this fucking guy doing?
What are you doing?
Right now, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
Yeah, yes sir
Put change in, put change in his cup
Weathermen
Where's that weirdo with the fucking kazoo, aye

Sharks in the dunk tank, vipers in a garden
Locusts stole the groceries out the local farmer's market
All god's critters hold positions
Some are violent, some are victims
Each alive is an equal and vital piston I support
So when the piranhas honor New York
My daddy long legs dangled and mangled for sport
And while I bring in every dink in the kingdom with open wings
It all boils down to them shit-soaked pigs
The pigs (what), the pigs (what), the dregs of what y'all aim for
The gluttonous muddy stomachs under the pudgy cakehole
The two-track brainiac using the food and payroll
That chew up and consume every cookie, crumb and peso
And place a cloven hoof on a lucrative when convenient
As the bourbon-odor smokers' coughs smolder off the Cohiba
If Noah had the benefit of hindsight on his ship
He coulda snatched two unicorns and left behind the motherfucking

Pigs, god damn pigs
Potbelly pigs
Punch-drunk pigs
Take money, money pigs
Loudmouth pigs
Wide load pigs
Let's make a deal

When all the wolves in woolly wigs
Have huffed, and puffed and blew the bricks
The skulls of Brooklyn's cruelest pigs will rain on Fulton's newest kicks
As mulish swine of all surrounding counties sniff the gruesomeness
We pass around the pineapples and pull the pins in unison
I will gladly feed you to the breed who wants you sacrificed
No pagan or sacrilege, just bacon for scavengers
I will gladly seat you with the chickens, not the passengers
Hopefully the crack in his armor spreads to his avarice
Never that, Wilbur's multiply quicker than tribbles
And hunt their truffles in fistfuls, but it was all bells and whistles
Bougie this and bougie that, war pig or pussy cat
Glitzy to the pork ribs, had to gold-leaf the booby traps
Powder-pink, double-breasted, mess of mud and money
Waddle off the fire to make his stubborn tummy wroggle
And while I don't really know the working details of your tribes
I know that that's one ugly fucking tie, asshole

Pigs, god damn pigs
Potbelly pigs
Punch-drunk pigs
Take money, money pigs
Loudmouth pigs
Wide load pigs
Let's make a deal

Apple in his mouth, maraschino eyes
Party like the butcher boy's cleaver is alive
I mosey into sixteen hours of smoke in the misty winter
To see the county fair's blue ribbon winner as dinner
Then dance until the sun has kissed your blisters in the morning
As the misery was dormant and divvyng in crispy portions
Corporates want to lure him in and whore him
Or does he whore the corporates to expand the more important forums for him?
Push the mortar pestle past the ordinary orchard
When the frilly border's faded is the product mine or yours, pig?
Mine, plus I toss a token where I go
Directly to the worms who shovel shit and yellow snow
This little piggy went to the market with a target
And will subsequently know the armor-piercing forks of farmers
Final words for the finer birds taking notes
I dig a chick in pig tails, "that's all folks"

Pigs, god damn pigs
Potbelly pigs
Punch-drunk pigs
Take money, money pigs
Loudmouth pigs
Wide load pigs
Let's make a deal


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Pigs [Accapella] Lyrics as written by Ian Bavitz

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    "Hopefully the crack in his armor spreads to his averus"

    averus isn't a word, avarice is though, and it means greed, which would pertain to this song and make a lot more sense.

    This song is brilliant, Aesop has so much to give to the world through his music (if the average person could only understand his shit). He needs to put out another album though!

    haliibopon December 26, 2010   Link
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    I noticed a few mistakes here. "Mayor see no eyes" is actually "marciano eyes," as in marciano cherries. "The country fair's blue ribbon wonder his dinner," is "The county fair's blue ribbon winner is dinner." I'm not sure if the lyric "emmer-piercing" is correct. "Armor-piercing" seems to make more sense, but emmer IS a type of wheat sometimes used in animal feed. Also, the last lines of the last verse are supposed to read as follows, I believe. "Finer words for the finer birds taking notes. I dig a chick in pigtails, that's all, folks."

    This song is genius.

    TelevisionTellsUson December 08, 2007   Link
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    I would also add a simple punctuation correction:

    "And while I don't know the working details of your tribes I know that that's one ugly fucking tie Asshole pigs..."

    Should be:

    "And while I don't know the working details of your tribes I know that that's one ugly fucking tie... Asshole.

    Pigs... (CHORUS)"

    At least, that's how I hear it. I think the "asshole" is a continuation of the insult in the verse, and the "pigs" kicks the chorus off.

    This is such a great track, I'm surprised it was hidden!

    calamormineon August 25, 2009   Link
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    I could be wrong, but I don't think he's particularly talking about cops. I think he's talking about pigs in general, as in people who are driven by greed and gluttony, and thus are corruptible. I think the first verse is talking about how there are a number of different people from different walks of life in our society, but the pigs always fight their way to the top, simply because their greed makes it easier for them to step on the rest of us. The second verse is describing what eventually happens, that being the rest of the people getting fed up and turning on these particular assholes. The third verse describes the aftermath, thus the large number of "feasting on the pigs" metaphors.

    Genius as always. I've never heard someone who can so powerfully evoke an image in your head with a few words.

    Iamjacksegoon November 25, 2009   Link
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    I agree with Iamjacksego about how this song is not necessarily about cops but more so about greed. How in the first verse he says "The pigs, the pigs, the dregs of what ya'll aim for". Dregs being "a small amount", referring to how the wealthy are the dregs of society that people aspire to become.

    He then goes on to say, "Then chew up and consume every cookie crumb and peso...As the bourbon odor smokers cough smolder off the cohiba". Cookie crumb being a metaphor for money as we know peso is a form of money. The other line I believe he paints a mental picture of the generic "Wallstreet fatcat" the man sitting at his desk with bourbon and cohibas. Cohibas being a type of cigar.

    Also he says, "No pig in a sacrilege, just bacon for scavengers", I think this means no corporate rich person will donate their money, just toss some change at a street beggar, or a "scavenger". Then "Hopefully the crack in his armor spreads to his avarice", avarice being extreme greed for money or riches. If a crack were in his/her armor like a "piggy bank" leading to the avarice their money would leak out to everyone else.

    He also says, "And while I don't know the working details of your tribes I know that that's one ugly fucking tie". I think he is referring to a "tribe" as a company, then last part is pretty self-explanatory.

    RojoVasoon October 04, 2010   Link
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    I'm trying to figure out if the last line is just like a final irreverant line or if it's actually metaphorical. If it's "finer words for the finer birds takin notes" then it should have some deeper meaning right? But i can't get anything out of it besides maybe the girl has some of the trappings of wealth(pigtails). Ehh it's probably nothing. Great song though. Aesop's a monster.

    jaredyankeeon June 24, 2011   Link
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    a few more corrections i'm surprised no one got yet:

    "Locusts stole the groceries out the local farmer's market"

    "And while I bring in every dink in the kingdom with open wings"

    "And hunting truffles in fistfuls but it was all bells and whistles" (pigs hunt for truffles)

    "Or does he whore the corporates to expand the more important forums for him?"

    "Final words for the finer birds taking notes. I dig a chick in pigtails, that's all, folks."

    I'm 99% sure about all these i've listened to this song a hundred times.

    seulenstein0on September 05, 2011   Link
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    Lyric Correction

    I always thought it was: I dig a chicken Pig Tales, "That's all folks." Like how Porky Pig says it at the end of Looney Tunes.

    Eidolon0on October 09, 2012   Link
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    Come on guys! This is one of the most simple and explicit Aesop songs out there. He is criticizing corporate culture, denouncing it. Oh God. There is so much meaning here. It's hard to convey in one post.

    "When the frilly border's faded, is the product mine or yours, pig? Mine, plus I toss a token where I go. Directly to the worms who shovel shit and yellow snow."

    Here Aesop places his loyalty with those who WORK AND TOIL for a living, and NOT those who profit from the work and toil of others.

    All you have to do is listen to/read the song again with the view that pigs=corporate types. Then all should become clear to you.

    Buddha108on June 10, 2013   Link

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