The Hogs of War

by The Tone Deaf Pig-Dogs

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The Hogs of War was the final album The Reverend Jasper recorded as a founding member of The Tone Deaf Pig-Dogs. The album was to feature other members of the Pig-Dogs, however in the end it was only the Reverend Jasper who wrote and recorded. Some songs don't have vocals due to this and other factors. But has been released in its final mixed down version. A throw back to the 1993 album Tone Deaf and Disorderly. this album marks the 27th year the Tone Deaf Pig-Dogs have been in existence.

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released July 20, 2016

Guitar/Lead Guitar - The Reverend Jasper
Bass - Grimace
Drums - Interwebs Johnson
Vocals - Cornbeef and Cabbage
Backing Vocals - Bag of Hammers

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The Tone Deaf Pig-Dogs Atlanta, Georgia

The TOne Deaf Pig-Dogs form in 1989 in Atlanta, Georgia- breaking up in 2000. Later revived with founding member Mike Nickerson and Main Member Dom Totino (with Reverend Jasper's Blessing and him egging them on) reformed and continued until 2013 releasing the Ill Relevant E.P. - which the band now sits on Hiatus, because trust me....this ain't the last you've seen of the Pig-Dogs. ... more

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Track Name: (Hail to the King) Hogs of War
HOGS OF WAR

The wreck room and the Masquerade
Pizza Hut and Center Stage
And I miss the free Parmesan Cheese
The Reptile and the Club 688
the Reverend sings and masturbates
And my liver is diseased
Under the Couch and the Caboose
Mark’s House and The bama Slews
And I just broke a string
Pablos in Winston Salem
Wait, we never played that show
Cause James or Dom shit on his desk


Unleash the hogs of war
We came from the streets of crime
we came from farms of incest
and never made a dime
We played in hotels and smokey bars
But we played all the same
We never made a fucking dollar
But you all know out name

The OI bands hated our guts
The straight edge kids screamed we sucked
But we kept playing all the same
We were labeled with no label
But we kept our cards on the table.
And we kept playing the game
We never got credit for jack shit
But fuck your credit we never quit
Except all those times we went insane
You all can suck my fucking dick
Because we all know you shop at hot topic.
Because we know you are all so vain
Track Name: Simpers on Patrol
SIMPERS ON PATROL

Compact Cars and Movie Stars
Douche Canoes with Credit Cards
Monster Trucks and Mullet Cuts
Gonna get you fucker- you’re outta luck
Oh No! Simpers on Patrol

Magazines and Limozines
Hummer trucks and big ass things
Hondas, Toyotas, Chevys and fords
I can’t open my fucking door!
OH NO! Simpers on Patrol

Inconsiderate son of a bitch
I hope you die of crotch itch
Learn to park that fucking boat
If I see yer ass yer gonna get choked!
OH NO! Simpers on Patrol

There’s only so much I can do
So I ask, No I implore you
You see a car parked fucked up
Slash the tires and smash the windows up
And tell em that
Simper’s is on Patrol
(Bridge)
I don’t hate people
I just hate the way they park
If they had some decency
They'd stop being such retards
Until they follow the rules
I’ll have to be this way
I’m simpers on patrol
Better Stop eating meat, By the way!

Oh No Simpers on Patrol!
Track Name: Retarded Monster
RETARDED MONSTER

Hiding under your covers
Late in the night
Your closet door opens
And gives you a fright
The covers are jerked off
Now you’re in plain sight
This evil nasty monster
stands in the moonlight
and he says
HEY I’m Leroy – You got any candy?
I like looking at boobies

Sitting at your desk
And hear a thump at the stairs
You think of ghosts and psychos
As you sit in your underwear
You hear a yell and a rumble
here comes your nightmares
but then you realize the murderer
just fell down the stairs
and he says
HEY!!! You miss me?
I think I broke my foot-
Do you have any ice? OOOOOOH maybe some ice cream?
Track Name: Samurai Torture Death Machine
Samurai Torture Death Machine

Our Numbers were small, but we had each other
We were raided and they have taken my mother
new kind of warfare we don’t understand
using the airwaves to carry out these plans
this Propaganda, has made us suffer
and the children die, And now we all suffer.

Propped up Toy Soldiers of hate and misery
I won’t let you corrupt or hurt and then fucking kill me
I will Seppuku because you have disgraced me
You have taken the human from all of Humanity

They pit you against them, and them against you
And they sit behind a desk and then get paid to
And you eat their words like it’s Christmas cake
But your stomach only fills with lies and hate
And because you are a sheep, you will suffer
Our grandchildren die, and we all will suffer

Propped up Toy Soldiers of hate and misery
I won’t let you corrupt or hurt and then fucking kill me
I will Seppuku because you have disgraced me
You have taken the human from all of Humanity

You’re an internet Meme that has grown out of control
news anchor who spews hate and condemns our very souls
politician who will kill us all for power and control
Social Media has bred ignorance and killed all the hope
There are too many of you now and it’s far too late
I must take my own life for my honor to be saved.
Track Name: I got the Funk (But I got Medicine for it)
Something about Dom, Wilson, Lumpy and Mark Stopper....I am certain.
Track Name: Time Don't Stop
Time Don't Stop

There was a time when I needed you
But I think that time has gone
& I thought that you really needed me
But I guess that I was wrong
But we never cared for what the people said
Because we knew that we belonged
I wished it all would have meant something
But now it’s a fucking song

(We’re) swinging / spinning /swinging/spinning
(Time Don’t Stop it never stops)
Living dying, fighting breathing
(Time Don’t Stop it never stops)
I hate that clock on the wall
(Time Don’t Stop it never stops)
I have no time to hate you all
Time don’t stop! (all)


So we all went out on our separate ways
With the rumors, lies and myths
With all the shit people dreamed about
And the things we tried to forget
But we lived this life Like nothing could stop us
And we said fuck all the rest.
I was born this tone deaf asshole
But I will die like all the rest


(We’re) swinging / spinning /swinging/spinning
(Time Don’t Stop it never stops)
Living dying, fighting breathing
(Time Don’t Stop it never stops)
I hate that clock on the wall
(Time Don’t Stop it never stops)
I don’t have time to hate you all
Time don’t stop! (all)
Track Name: Big John Studd
BIG JOHN STUDD

Now Big John Studd was a hell of a man.
Wouldn’t sell a move for just any man.
He dared you to give him a body slam
better not cross Studd - Mr booker man.

Big John Studd- you old son of a bitch
You’re the only one who didn’t fuck Tammy Sytch
Old Big John Studd, I got your L-J-N
I keep it right next to Bobby Heenan.

Now Big John Studd- fought stiff you see
But Still had to do the fucking J-O-B
Shoulda been champ- let em chase the heel
NWA style because Studd was for real

Big John Studd- you old son of a bitch
You’re the only one who didn’t fuck Tammy Sytch
Old Big John Studd, I got your L-J-N
I keep next to Bobby Heenan.

Hey Fralic- go back to the field.
No one wants you, not even the heels
Fridge Perry, take your ass to aiken
there’s only one man keeps the world quaking

Big John Studd- you old son of a bitch
You’re the only one who didn’t fuck Tammy Sytch
Old Big John Studd, I got your L-J-N
I keep next to Bobby Heenan.


Big John Studd- you old son of a bitch
You’re the only one who didn’t fuck Tammy Sytch
Big John Studd, I got your L-J-N
I keep next to Bobby Heenan.
Big John Studd- yer were a hella of a man
For a heel you still had plenty of fans
I’ll break Kayfabe and let you know
Without the undercard there is never a show.
Track Name: Dumb Bag of Shit 101
Don't Care-
Gabba Gabba Gabba Hey!
You dumb bag of shit