Pig Hair Crew

[Verse 1] In the shop, early morn, Knives are sharp, muscles worn. Day begins, we start to grind, In the smoke, our peace we find. [Chorus] We’re burning pig hair, smells like home, We’re burning pig hair, smells like home. Life is tough, but we don't moan, We’re burning pig hair, smells like home. [Verse 2] Sweat and toil, every day, Cutting meat, come what may. In the heat, we work the knife, This is our trade, this is our life. [Chorus] We’re burning pig hair, smells like home, We’re burning pig hair, smells like home. Life is tough, but we don't moan, We’re burning pig hair, smells like home. [Bridge] Fire’s blazing, work’s not done, Till the setting of the sun. In the scent, we find our place, Hard work shows on every face. [Chorus] We’re burning pig hair, smells like home, We’re burning pig hair, smells like home. Life is tough, but we don't moan, We’re burning pig hair, smells like home. [Chorus] We’re burning pig hair, smells like home, We’re burning pig hair, smells like home. Life is tough, but we don't moan, We’re burning pig hair, smells like home. [Outro] [End]