In the grand pecking order
Where is it you stand
Under foot of swollen bastards
Or on the neck of another man
At the grand eating table
Are you sitting near the head
Or in the corner by the bathroom
Where you're asked to pass the bread
And you pass it with a smile on your face
For to pout about would only bring disgrace

To The Grand Pecking Order

In the grand pecking order
Where is it you lie
Are you the tall hog at the trough
Or a piglet in the stye
On the grand ladder of life
Are you near the highest rung
Or somewhere near the bottom
With your nose in hairy bung
And you sniff it with a smile on your face
For to pout about would only bring disgrace

To The Grand Pecking Order
And you're dancing with a smile on your face
For to stand about would only bring disgrace

To The Grand Pecking Order