Night of the Pigs - Kingdom Come

Stomping through our own minds

Guitars beating death’s time

On a wave of red flesh foam

We drive our righteous message home

This is the gig to end all gigs

This is the night of the pigs

Grunt snarl boot in the door

Handcuffs lie face down on the floor

Plant it easy for the dog

You take the bathroom, I’ll take the bog

This is the gig to end all gigs

This is the night of the pigs