Gatsbys American Dream Snicker At The Swine Lyrics

Snicker At The Swine Lyrics

Eating from the trough again

Stuffing his mouth with glory

Biting the hand that feeds him

Because he thinks he's worthy

Absorbed in his deceit

The lies are subtle in which he snorts

To justify his inadequate morals

He rolls in mud to rid himself of the shame

And clense his conscience

With his snout in the air 

Oh he knows, yes he knows

A hypocrite of his own breed

Pale pink skin covers up greed

He consumes yet does not produce

This dyin's his pity palace

With his snout in the air

Oh he knows