Rope
Pig Lyrics


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Don't you know what you could do for me with one thin rope?
Don't you know what you could do for me with one more stroke?
Don't you know what your heaving breath for this burnt swelling flesh?
Don't you know how I feel with your fingers around my neck?

Pass me the rope the burn is intense
I'm starting to choke the yearning relents
Like a pig on a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped
Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat

There's a bloated germ in my belly
That yearns for one small slit
Therein this writhing sperm
This blow off in the grit

Pass me the rope the burn is intense
I'm starting to choke the yearning relents
Like a pig on a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped
Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat

I don't need no one to tell me nothing
I can take myself in my own good time
I met my maker when I met my mother
Not the seven bribes of christ
Don't trespass on my patience baby
Your eyes are bigger than your belly
Like the letter of the law
Like the ulcerating sore
I'm sucking on the stick that stinks

Pass me the rope the burn is intense
I'm starting to choke the yearning relents
Like a pig on a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped




Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to the PIG song "Rope" are quite dark and suggestive of self-harm or even suicide. The first verse asks if the listener knows what they could do for the singer with a thin rope or one more stroke. This could imply that the singer is considering ending their life. The second verse talks about the singer's burning desire and how they are starting to choke. They liken themselves to a "pig on a poke" which could represent feeling trapped or helpless. The third verse seems to address someone else, telling them not to trespass on their patience and describing their own suffering as being like an "ulcerating sore."


Overall, the lyrics paint a harrowing picture of someone who is in intense emotional pain and considering drastic measures to alleviate it. It's possible that the song is a commentary on mental health or the effects of trauma.


Line by Line Meaning

Don't you know what you could do for me with one thin rope?
Do you not realize the control and power you have over me with just a simple piece of rope?


Don't you know what you could do for me with one more stroke?
Do you not understand how much I crave your touch and attention?


Don't you know what your heaving breath for this burnt swelling flesh?
Are you not aware of how much I desire and need your passion for my own pleasure?


Don't you know how I feel with your fingers around my neck?
Have you not realized the height of the pleasure and pain you bring me with your grip around my throat?


Pass me the rope the burn is intense
Hand me the rope as the pain is already too much to bear.


I'm starting to choke the yearning relents
I am struggling to breathe as my need and desire for you takes over.


Like a pig on a poke I've hurt and I've hoped
I am like a helpless animal, trapped and used for your pleasure, but still hoping for more.


Well I lie for the life of me The bile's at the back of my throat
I am lying to myself just to cope with the overwhelming emotions and sickness I feel.


There's a bloated germ in my belly That yearns for one small slit
There is a sick part of me that craves the release of violence and death.


Therein this writhing sperm This blow off in the grit
This desire for violence and pain is ingrained within me and impossible to remove.


I don't need no one to tell me nothing I can take myself in my own good time
I do not need anyone else's approval or help, I will take what I want on my own time.


I met my maker when I met my mother Not the seven bribes of christ
My true identity and purpose were determined the moment I was born, not by any religious beliefs or ideals.


Don't trespass on my patience baby Your eyes are bigger than your belly
Do not try my patience, you are not capable of handling the true depths of my desire and need.


Like the letter of the law Like the ulcerating sore I'm sucking on the stick that stinks
I am constantly drawn to the painful and taboo, like a festering wound that I cannot help but touch and explore.




Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION
Written by: ROBIN SMITH, Crispian St Peters

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Comments from YouTube:

@theSemiChrist

This has to be the most under rated industrial song.

@Forgottentear

Pig is the most underrated industrial artist in the world.

@FirstnameLastname-py3bc

Most underrated composer!

Or, in fact, least known from the great composers! Quite highly rated from those, who know!

@Skeebins

anything by PIG or FOETUS

@kelvinacasillas1932

I finally found this song after searching for a very long time!

@megapni

Great stuff, i need more

@scottybrix151

THE SHIT!!!!! PASS ME THE ROPE!!!!!!

@ChawkletStudios

I don’t need no one to tell me nothing; I could tell ya myself.

@kaizermengele6669

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