Текст песни Pigs

If I could Only be like The world Is wide The guns would Only be toys To learn by We've been Breaking bottles 'Cause we like Glass in out feet We've been Lusting diamonds Cause our Best friends Are asleep If I could only Be twenty-five Feet high You could Live on me Have somewhere To hide We've been Chrushing desires 'Cause there's No ice for our drinks We've been Lighting fires 'Cause it's Darker than we think We've been Squashing spiders 'Cause we're Afraid of ourselves Trapping flies In this web we weave Or am I only Trapping bee's