Chicken Fried Cats - Pigs Flew LIVE @ the Brass Rail 4/14/23

Pigs flew down- cut my flowers to the ground
Guessing that they really like the smell- oh well
Those pigs stole my fruit- they ripped it up by its fuzzy white roots
Who the hell knew hell could be this cold?

I thought I had won. All my troubles were done
I even bought me some guns and a jacked-up jeep- they weren't cheap.
Now, I've always heard- when countin' unborn birds, you better get an extra basket or two before they pull the rug out from you

Pigs flew down- cut my flowers to the ground
Guessing it was their favorite shit to roll in
Those pigs stole my fruit- they ripped it up by its fuzzy white roots
Who the hell knew hell could be this cold?

Imagine my shock- those hogs cut my locks
They were dressed for war with their guns all drawn, in my front lawn
Well I was just drinking coffee- I'm not General Gadhafi
But buddy it ain't no fun when the fudge hits the fan, ya understand?

Pigs flew down- cut my flowers to the ground
Guessing that they really must love the smell- oh well
Those pigs stole my fruit- they ripped it up by its fuzzy white roots
Who the hell knew hell could be this cold?

Now unemployment don't bring much enjoyment
at least not like a trip to Thailand could
But its good enough... ah, hell, it looks like you called my bluff
I'm broke, ain't got no smoke and my dicks in the dirt- and it hurts
I'm broke, ain't got no smoke and my dicks in the dirt- and it hurts

Pigs flew down- cut my flowers to the ground
Guessing it was their favorite shit to roll in
Those pigs stole my fruit- they ripped it up by its fuzzy white roots
Who the hell knew hell could be this cold?

This cold day in hell is growing old..