With Bad Blood - Death In June

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

Three piggies standing in the dock

Their pockets all empty and bare

Their futures, their homes, nowhere

With egos they decide to lead

With stupidity they bruise and bleed

What comfort they could have had

Now gone and up for grabs

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

Three piggies standing in the dock

Snouts all bloody and red

They should have said goodbye instead

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

Three piggies standing in the dock

Pockets all empty and bare

Their futures, their homes, nowhere

With egos they decide to lead

With stupidity they bruise and bleed

What comfort they could have had

Is now gone and up for grabs

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

Three piggies standing in the dock

Snouts all bloody and red

They should have said goodbye instead