It’s one of the 40 tracks on our new album.
The true irony of this song: The lyrics were written in 1999 from South Georgia prison where I was severing time for drug possession. Here is the actual Georgia Department of Corrections parchment I penned the original lyrics on:
While incarcerated, I would write new song lyrics daily and mail them home. I never used most of them. They were too damn depressing. While recording “A Vulgar Display Of Obscurity” — I started digging through lyrics I had laying around for ideas, when I found this.
Maybe it was the absurd juxtaposition that “someone” had written a song with this title, on prison paper, from prison while serving time for drugs that inspired me. I wrote the music for this 40-second song in 30 seconds. We recorded it a few days later in Atlanta.
Anyhoo, Happy 40th mean Mr. War — it’s time you dug yourself off from The Front Line of Failure to wave a white flag! The “Drug War” is like criminalizing bacon! While bacon may not be the most healthy thing: it’s so fucking awesome that people will still crave it — even in the absence of legality.
Those that are willing to provide the swine will get rich, while the rest of us…
Are just hogs to the slaughter.
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