Just eat the shit and listen to crap
you‘ve been caught in their favourite trap
But I don’t bear the radio sound
Roots are always under the ground
You cannot choose if you get what they bring
they make you jump through the fiery ring
it’s like a bone they throw to the hound
Roots are always under the ground
You move, and dance, and strip on the pole
as they push a button on the remote control
Can’t you see they’re just fooling around
Roots are always under the ground
I put a spell on you
I wanna save your soul
I put a spell on you
I wanna save your soul
You cannot choose if you get what they bring
they make you jump through the fiery ring
it’s like a bone they throw to the hound
Roots are always under the ground
I put a spell on you
I wanna save your soul
I put a spell on you
I wanna save your soul
There is a little, dirty pig in everyone
it’s getting big and fat and lazy so pull out your gun
Shoot it down
it must die
start again
you cannot stop until it’s over
There is a little, dirty pig in everyone