Lyrics of Stuck pig

Glassjaw

pochette album Stuck pig
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Release date : 09/07/2002

Duration : 0:03:23

Style : Rock



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Lay down in this latrine in nailbomb
In the city of molotov, in the province of gun
In a whole off the highway, in the land of two suns

Sometimes i get pissed when my blow goes like
A quickie in the snow

But i'm sure i'll go down inside, yeah
I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long
On the feet of a bastard
Alone in the sun for sticking in too long
On the feet of a dragon

Some cold nights the wind pipe's covered in dope
I pray it be covered in a rope

Me, me, me, grief, grief, grief, beat the heat
Me, me, me, grief, grief, grief, beat the heat

But i'm sure i'll go down inside, yeah
I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long
On the feet of a bastard
I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long
On the feet of a dragon

Some cold nights the wind pipe's covered in dope
I pray it be covered in a rope, in a rope, in a rope, in a rope

Lay down in this latrine in nailbomb
In the city of molotov, in the province of gun
In a whole off the highway, in the land of two suns

Sometimes i get pissed when my
Grunt fuck, grin fuck, push her in the snow fuck
The dope fiend splashes gash like a nailbomb

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