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There gonna be a big, big fuss and a whole lot of porkWhen the love pigs get here They're gonna be poking at us with a bloody pitchforkWhen the love pigs get hereThere gonna be a big disaster on the network newsWhen my animal sits hereAnd they're gonna crucify when you finally choose who the loser is here (I'll tell you something)But all this talkin' don't add up to much(We'll move into your neighbourhood)You shouldn't be walking, ride your bike like the DutchGonna be a one eyed jack and a two headed dog at the radio stationThere gonna be three amigos and a four along fire at the radio stationThere gonna be a whole lota shakin' on the floor tonight at the united nationsOh, now piss on your grave and I'll see you in hellIf you get the invitation! (Dim the lights, dim the lights, dim the lights, dim the lights)'Cos I can't stay still when I step in the light(Dim the lights, dim the lights, dim the lights, dim the lights)'Cos my head can't wait for your love tonight Gonna be a repetition of the same old thingWhen the white kids get hereLetras de cancionesThere gonna be a swift beheading of the queen and king When the white kids get hereThey're gonna butter me up and hose me down When I lose my wits hereAnd they're gonna disinfect the entire townWhen the love pigs shit here(Dim the lights, dim the lights, dim the lights, dim the lights)'Cos I can't stay still when I step in the light(Dim the lights, dim the lights, dim the lights, dim the lights)'Cos my head can't wait for your love tonight From Letras Mania