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Pigs Can Fly

you float on my horizon like ink-spots
I keep you at that distance so you're out of sight like moving micro dots
your needs too small for me to magnify
where's the justice ?
you got it babe !
pigs can fly

you know, my hearing's weak, my vision's blurred
my eyes won't see you wave, and if you've said something - my ears they haven't heard
I'd love to stop, but I'm a passer-by
where's the justice ?
you got it babe !
pigs can fly

you ooze a whiff of some obnoxious smell
I flap my hands to waft your stink away from me, cos opposites repel
why, I am acid, you are alkali
where's the justice ?
you got it babe !
pigs can fly

poverty protestors take my word there's nothing to fear
make a noise and let off steam, howl and scowl, but never too near

just now your stomach cried, your stomach squealed
for food, but it can't wallow in the shelter of the wheatsheaves in my own protected field
I'd give you feedin' but there's no supply
where's the justice ?
you got it babe !
pigs can fly

propertyless paupers can't you read the words on the sign ?
they say every item is marked and every item is mine

too bad to see your water-level's low
while here I'm busy bathing in refreshing pools where rivers overflow
I'd give you drinkin' but my well is dry
where's the justice ?
you got it babe !
pigs can fly

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