Pigs Is Pigs (Lyrics)

Oh Lord, I am saved Judge says I am fit to swing 'Bout time, I have prayed my woman just might wear my ring Oh you know I'm no good, You know I'm no good at court ordered goodbyes But when I'm gone you'll see I'll be a better man yet For the dispossessed get taken back into your arms Better keep me close to your heart You'd better keep me close to your heart The divine had me cornered in a storm And it let me walk out the front door At the scene of the crime Hang 'em high, keep your vows brief Let him swing, make his swindle an art And if you still believe that men guilty of love can survive, Then hang 'em high or not at all Oh you know it gets hard It just gets so hard going limp in your arms I am clutching a smoking gun There is no chance of me walking out of here alive This is all very literal I can't bring myself around to write an excuse this time We're liberated by the hearts that imprison us We're taken hostage by the ones that we break Throw the book You had me strung up by the table and you put me back Hang 'em high Keep your vows brief Let 'em swing Make his swindle an art If you still believe that men guilty of love can survive, Then hang 'em high or not at all Where did you get the privilege to pardon me?