[Intro] [Fast thrash drum roll, heavy distorted bass] [Scream] GO! [Verse 1] Born in the dirt, raised in the mud! No brains in my head, just trash in my blood! Mama said: "Son, you ain't pretty or smart, But I love you, boy, with all of my heart! You ain't an idiot, you ain't a freak!" But I had no talents, I couldn't speak! Since I was a child, just one thing I knew — To squeal like a pig! Now I'm coming for you! [Pre-Chorus] No school, no future, no turning back, Just a redneck psycho on a sonic attack! [Chorus] [Heavy bouncy groove, fast hardcore punk beat] They call me PIG SQUEALER! [Pig Squeal] OIII-OIII-OIII-EEEE! Not a doctor, not a teacher! [Pig Squeal] OIII-OIII-OIII-EEEE! Not a scholar, not a dealer! Just a motherfucking PIG SQUEALER! [Brutal Pig Squeal] WREEEEEE! [Verse 2] [Fast thrash beat] Stole my old man’s car with the crew, Threw a massive swine on the back seat too! Pedal to the metal, pure alcohol in the liver! Middle finger to the law, making everyone shiver! Smashed into the bar, broke right through the wall, Half of the car outside, dust in the hall! Pig in the back is screaming in fright, And I’m squealing with it into the night! [Chorus] [Heavy bouncy groove] They call me PIG SQUEALER! [Pig Squeal] OIII-OIII-OIII-EEEE! Not a doctor, not a teacher! [Pig Squeal] OIII-OIII-OIII-EEEE! Not a scholar, not a dealer! Just a motherfucking PIG SQUEALER! [Verse 3] The sheriff arrived, he heard the loud cry, Thought it was me, with a spark in his eye! Chasing a wild boar all through the woods, Hunting the Squealer through neighborhoods! While the law was busy, hunting that swine, We were getting wasted, drinking moonshine! Drunk like pigs, laughing out loud, The wildest bastards in this hillbilly crowd! [Breakdown / Outro] [Slow, heavy, crushing beatdown riffs] No brains! No looks! Just pure local pride! Welcome to the village, enjoy the ride! [Inhale Scream] PIG... SQUEALER! [Long Brutal Pig Squeal] WREEEEEEEEEEEEE-OIII-OIII-EEEE! [Heavy final guitar smash]
