歌词
Unwed mother kills her unborn son
Her life undone by a rape
Undocumented's house burns to the ground
An all too common fate
Year of the rat in a trap pigs will have their say
Young man wandering the streets at night
His loneliness finds a cure
Hand over mouth; the gasoline stench seeps from every pore
Year of the rat in a trap pigs will have their say
But If it was up to me
You'd all be hung
For the suffering you never see