Snouts in the trough. Head down and forward. Mindless and vacuous. Never questioning, feeling or thinking. Fitting in. Doing what’s right. Getting on. Looking after number one. Making a living and who cares who you have to trample on.
The Beatles were a brilliant band. Such diversity, intelligence and cleverness.
Crawling in the dirt?
And for all the little piggies
Life is getting worse
Always having dirt to play around in
Have you seen the bigger piggies
In their starched white shirts?
You will find the bigger piggies
Stirring up the dirt
Always have clean shirts to play around in
In their styes with all their backing
They don’t care what goes on around
In their eyes there’s something lacking
What they need’s a damn good whacking
Everywhere there’s lots of piggies
Living piggy lives
You can see them out for dinner
With their piggy wives
Clutching forks and knives to eat their bacon