The pigs downtown live in the thick thicketIf I had a knife I’d just want to stick itOverweight women when they sweat I can’t take itIf I had a fork I’d just want to stick itThe living dead downtown live in the thicket [x4][x2]I live in underground citiesForced down to do your biddingI want to break this prisonSquashed chaos and concentrate living[x3]The pigs downtown live in the thick thicketIf I had a knife I’d just want to stick it[x3]Stick ’emBlood ceremonyKick ’emMy territoryKill themDeath matrimonySlicing off a shade of skinAppeases the ghosts and ghouls withinPrisoner of painShall I awake from this inaneLying in this crib tomorrow’Till then I’ll bide my time in sorrowStick..stick stick stick sticiciickStick ’emBlood ceremonyKick ’emMy territoryKill themDeath matrimonyStick ’emBlood ceremonyKick ’emMy territoryKill themDeath matrimonyI live in underground citiesForced down to do your biddingI want to break this prisonSquashed chaos and concentrate livingI live in underground citiesForced down to do your biddingI want to break this prisonSquashed chaos and concentrate living