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Deep within one specific arm
Of a piggery
Sprung one pig's plan to escape it's barn
Set the others free
Then run so far from that fatal farm
And its industry
That there would not be an ounce of harm
To its family
And when that plan had its day at last
One could sense the zeal
As that one pig worked the bars and passed
Through its pen of steel
Then one by one through the prison vast
Fractured every seal
'Til all were unpenned and had amassed
In a massive squeal
And then they took to the open gate
By the loading dock
That was on time to accommodate
A supply of stock
And off they went with the ordered trait
Of a shepherd's flock
To breach the fence and escape the fate
Of the chopping block
But as they ran out into the field
To the golden sun
They heard a faint call for them to yield
Their forbidden run
For their conspiracy was revealed
And their scheme undone
But their fate was far away from sealed
Not a single one
For this was the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs!)
No halt to the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs, run!)
The spirit of running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs!)
Shall watch o'er the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs, run!)
They dashed through the meadows and the hills
Like a prairie herd
With all of the stamina that fills
Every migrant bird
But even with unexpected skills
They could not be spurred
To quite outrun all the hostile trills
Of the human word
For some of the farmers on the chase
Quickly rallied back
In big machines, picking up the pace
And regaining slack
'Til it seemed they'd terminate the race
With a fierce attack
But suddenly there appeared a space
And synthetic track
Where bicyclists zoomed across and smashed
In the farmer horde
And all the pigs squealed about and dashed
From the great dischord
Then fled from the park in such a flash
That they quite ignored
The traffic that honked its horns and crashed
As they journeyed forward
The city was unfamiliar land
To the baffled swine
This part of it not at all was planned
In their great design
But they did not have to understand
Every traffic sign
To know certain danger was at hand
Of the human kind
For this was the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs!)
No halt to the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs, run!)
The chaos of running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs!)
Will follow the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs, run!)
Yes this was the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs!)
No halt to the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs, run!)
The spirit of running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs!)
Must watch o’er the running of the pigs, running of the pigs
(Run, pigs, run!)
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