The story of the pigs who ran straightaway into the water and their great triumph



You're gonna send me back to where I came from

Please don't send me back to where I came from

Let me go where the white magnolias grow



You're gonna fit me for that orange jumpsuit

Please don't fit me for that orange jumpsuit

Let me ride where the dragonflies glide



Yeah but you're going to do what you wanna do

No matter what I ask of you

You think you hold the high hand

I've got my doubts

I come from Chino where the asphalt sprouts



Big bus headed southeast from the courthouse

But I'm not headed southeast from the courthouse

Let some mysterious chunk of space debris

Puncture the roof and set me free



And even if I have to go to Claremont

Well I guess I'll just have to go to Claremont

Let me go

Let me lie low



Yeah but you're going to do what you wanna do

No matter what I ask of you

And you send your dark messengers to tempt me

I come from Chino so all your threats are empty