PIG - The Book Of Tequila Lyrics
I'm riding on prime slime babyHoeing my row give me gas to growI'm sired on sin suckled on ginNow I'm breaking hands not breaking breadYou've got lips, hips, filter tipsThis is the time of hails and nailsYou read it, I plead itI take a lickin' and stay kickin' tonightI drink the book of tequila dailyI'm the one who can't say maybeMy broken down moralityThe bile in my hypocrisyHead up road meat here he comesOne little piggy, one big gunHighs, lies, dilated eyesThe sewer will anaethetizeI got a belly full of joy juiceAnd my success is shooting up the bileOf my excessI'm in the front row of the misery showAll messed up and ready to blowI drink the book of tequila dailyI'm the one who can't say maybeMy broken down moralityThe bile in my hypocrisyHead up road meat here he comesOne little piggy, one big gunHighs, lies, dilated eyesThe sewer will anaethetizeHead up road meat here he comesOne little piggy, one big gunHighs, lies, dilated eyesThe sewer will anaethetizeMy golden slipper is liquorThe sweetest smell and I am blessedThere's a golden shower for your thirsty flowerA page of spite for each sordid nightHead up road meat here he comesOne little piggy, one big gunHighs, lies, dilated eyesThe sewer will anaethetizeHead up road meat here he comesOne little piggy, one big gunHighs, lies, dilated eyesThe sewer will anaethetizeWill anaethetizeWill anaethetizeAnaethetizeAnaethetize
