Pigs Is Pigs

Oh Lord I am saved Judge said I am fit to swing 'Bout time I have prayed My woman just might wear my ring Oh you know I'm no good You know I'm no good at court ordered goodbyes But when I'm gone you'll see I'll be a better man yet For the disposition, take it back into your arms Better keep me close to your heart Better keep me close to your heart The defiant had me cornered in a store And he let me walk out the front door At the scene of the crime Hang 'em high Keep your vows brief Let 'em swing Make 'em swing till it hurts And if you still believe That man guilty of love can't survive Then hang 'em high or not at all Oh no! Oh you know it gets hard It just gets so hard going limp in your arms I'm clutching a smoking gun There's no chance of me walking out of here alive This is all very literal I can't bring myself around to write an excuse this time We're liberated by the hearts that imprison us We're taken hostage by the ones that we break Throw the book Throw the book Throw the book Throw the book You had me strung up by the tail And you put me back Hang 'em high Keep your thought breached Let 'em swing Make 'em swing till it hurts And if you still believe That men guilty of love can't survive Then hang 'em high or not at all Where did you get the privilege to pardon me?