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...Now past our drunken master's
slaughtering board
we nipin-napin, kippin-kapi,
into the back of the dark submarine night
and our troops
roar
roar
disappears back home.
Freedom!
...We will tie our boots together and
our hooves
will soon dig new soil.
And I was the oldest - a pure heart gold -
we
will be
led
under the rainbow.
And to the fairy tale.
Brotherhood!
"Never again will human hands
dishonor my piglet
- no enslavement -
no support
big mouth!"
And then that huge boar,
biggest of all
...spits in his hoofs...
barks...
blows his horn - and demands to hear
pig music!
...according to his words, 96
of cattle for slaughter
can already be prepared
against the
tyranny of the human devil, if only
pig music
can be obtained...guaranteed!
Pig music!
Pig music!
Pig music!