Pig Red Raw And Sore
Once more to the fire Burn your fingers on your desire Once more to the sun Where your poison soul will twist within Despair turns to despise Your reality is feed by lies You got your money You got your cash Feed your honey upon your trash You got your fist Your fist in the fire You got your fist Your fist in the fire Your something sad Something special Your something sad Something special Your treated mean Your stayin' keen The moneys in Your made of tin Each carrot finds its feding hole Work for your body But your bodys sold You got your fist Your fist in the fire You got your fist Your fist in the fire Your something sad Something special Your something sad Something special
