The pig has broken down AGAIN!
But I’m not scared
Sitting here in this tin can
Waiting for the exploding bean can

They call it a drogue bomb
Plastic streamers
Help it fly along
Thrown through the air
This always adds to our despair

We live in the pigs
Protected by mesh and metal
Sitting on a plank
No god to thank

I can’t wait to get out of the pig
To emerge out the back
To run towards those flats

The people walk by
They don’t all think that we should die
Sometimes you have to ask the question why?
Why am I here
Risking my life which I hold so dear

I snap back to reality
A drogue bomb goes off
A loud bang and the smoke
Fuck me that was no joke
Oh my god it’s killed one of our blokes