an' The Hog of the Forsaken
got no reason to cry
he got to chew the angels
fallen from on high
he ain't waitin' for no answer
bakin' woeful pie
pie of eyesight, pie blue-black
whoa that pie, the pie of bye-n-bye
an' The Hog of the Forsaken
well, he ain't like you and I
with bones always breakin'
an' no place to go an' lie
he sit in the bog so dark and wet
he got so much time
he ain't even worried yet
The Hog of the Forsaken
he is the pork of crime

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Writer(s): MICHAEL HURLEY