Unpresentable people
Wherever we go
We have to be contrary
Because if we don't burst
We must be somewhat stupid
Because we don't find out
That They eat our snack
Even the pigs themselves
These people are chaos
We are going to prove it
Each one on their own
They can handle it as best they can
Of kicking our country
We are already disillusioned
We don't get any work
Neither running nor standing
These people are chaos
We are going to prove it
Every man for himself
Assembling it as best he can