Letras de Snicker at the Swine - Gatsbys American Dream

Snicker at the Swine (original)

Eating from the trough again
Stuffing his mouth with glory
Biting the hand that feeds him
Because he thinks he’s worthy
Absorbed in his deceit
The lies are subtle in which he snorts
To justify his inadequate morals
He rolls in mud to rid himself of the shame
And clense his conscience
With his snout in the air
Oh he knows, yes he knows
A hypocrite of his own breed
Pale pink skin covers up greed
He consumes yet does not produce
This dyin’s his pity palace
With his snout in the air
Oh he knows

(traducción)

Comiendo del comedero otra vez
Rellenando su boca con gloria
Mordiendo la mano que le da de comer
Porque se cree digno
Absorto en su engaño
Son sutiles las mentiras en las que bufa
Para justificar su moral inadecuada
Se revolca en el barro para librarse de la vergüenza
Y limpia su conciencia
Con el hocico en el aire
Oh, él sabe, sí, él sabe
Un hipócrita de su propia raza
La piel de color rosa pálido cubre la codicia
Consume pero no produce
Este moribundo es su palacio de lástima
Con el hocico en el aire
Oh, él sabe