Portugal. The Man - Chicago Lyrics

The pig's spitting taxes and unwanted tasks
We say, "send me to the battle please sir!"

Chicago is dancing in xylophone laughter
We say burn the f*cker down
Burn the motherf*cker down

But would you please speak up
I can't hear with these clouds in my ears
The system’s down
I doubt we'll get through
Send your money for
The caterpillars to entertain

The horse has been taken
Running clubs in the pasture