Lyrics: Nine Inch Nails. March Of The Pigs. All The Pigs All Lined Up.

Step right up, march, push
Crawl right up on your knees
Please, greed, feed
(No time to hesitate)

I want a little bit
I want a piece of it
I think he's losing it
I want to watch it come down

Don't like the look of it
Don't like the taste of it
Don't like the smell of it
I want to watch it come down

All the pigs are all lined up
I give you all that you want
Take the skin and peel it back
Doesn't it make you feel better?