
Hogs at the trough Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
They walk in broke, but they walk out rich
A hundred grand salary, but livin' like a prince
Private jets, big estates, deals behind closed doors
Tell me how a politician's worth millions more?
They send our money to lands far away
Call it foreign aid, but it don't stay
It takes a detour, through a secret route
Swiss accounts and a dictator's new yacht on the blue
Hogs at the trough, they're feedin' again
Stuffin' their pockets with the money we send
Cut 'em off, but they find a new way
Greedy hands reachin' for that payday
Hogs at the trough, they never get full
Hungry for power, hungry for control
They'll do anything, they'll sell it all
Just to keep on feedin' while the empire falls
They shake your hand, tell you they care
But they're countin' their kickbacks from a leather chair
They say it's charity, say it's for peace
But it's funding their friends in the Middle East
The money goes out, never comes back
Stacked in a vault, under lock and brass
And when the people start askin' why
They just change the subject, spin another lie
Hogs at the trough, they're feedin' again
Stuffin' their pockets with the money we send
Cut 'em off, but they find a new way
Greedy hands reachin' for that payday
Hogs at the trough, they never get full
Hungry for power, hungry for control
They'll do anything, they'll sell it all
Just to keep on feedin' while the empire falls
They say it's for the children, say it's for the poor
But they're buyin' up islands, buildin' up more
Gold-plated palaces, watches that shine
While we workin' harder, barely gettin' by
Now they're gettin' nervous, the heat's turned up
The people are talkin', we've had enough
But the hogs keep chompin', still playin' the game
Gotta drain the swamp, gotta call out names
Hogs at the trough, they're feedin' again
Stuffin' their pockets with the money we send
Cut 'em off, but they find a new way
Greedy hands reachin' for that payday
Hogs at the trough, they never get full
Hungry for power, hungry for control
They'll do anything, they'll sell it all
Just to keep on feedin' while the empire falls
No more lyin', no more disguise
We see the hunger burnin' in their eyes
Time to stand up, time to call the bluff
Time to clean out the hogs at the trough!