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Meat Cigars - Drug Pig lyrics
He shows up to the party with a razor in his hand. He wants to take more poison than any other man. He's trying to forget about his fucked up life. He's a drug pig, drug pig. He pulls out his small token so the others come around. He says, "I'm into sharing so who's got a quarter pound." Everybody knows that he's just a fucking leech. He's a drug pig, drug pig. He's standing in the corner and he turns a ghastly gray. Says, "What a bitchin' party, I think I'm going to stay." Then someone says, "The drugs are gone." "I think I'll go away." He's a drug pig, drug pig. |
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