PIG- On the Slaughterfront

The #12 track from PIGs 2005 album Pigmata
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Lyrics:
Get your PVC's around your knees
I'm the pig I'm the preacher, get dirty I'll teach you
Throw your pearls before this schwein, loose lips melted mine
Vicious vivid Venus find, sumptuous joy so sublime
I've toured, whored, been ignored, gorged, sucked and fucked some more
I cut a little deeper, never felt cheaper, hold me slowly almost felt holy
Way down baby get out of my hole, screaming for a guy to take control
I'm dressing, caressing, leavin', believin', forget it, regret it please

I need a little foreplay
I need a little more pay
I need a little flashback
I need a little cash back
I got the beauty, she's my beast
Looks like a leper but she's my priest
The closer we go
I'm getting tired my death's too slow

My deed is where the dirt is
my home is where the hurt is
Baptised in a sewer of swine
capsized in the chaos of crime
Your appealing I'm appalling
keep weepin' keep crawlin'
This wedlock is my deadlock
ripped so wide there's nothing inside
And I soiled out years ago
living lower than the belly of a rattle snake
I dress each day with the finest
gotta a shit filled grin to kiss your face
Lick your body from toe to head where it always leads to your silken bed
Kiss my lover's severed head
thank the lord for my daily bread

I need a little foreplay
I need a little more pay
I need a little flashback
I need a little cash back
I got the beauty, she's my beast
Looks like a leper but she's my priest
The closer we go
I'm getting tired my death's too slow

No balls, no brains
just a bunch of broken veins
I'll fuck all you ,
suck all you harlots,
I'm the last, the pig of starlets
Lets it rid it for a reason nothin' to the wise
Sweatin' for a high that your ass can't buy
your ass can't buy

I need a little foreplay
I need a little more pay
I need a little flashback
I need a little cash back
I got the beauty, she's my beast
Looks like a leper but she's my priest
The closer we go
I'm getting tired my death's too slow

I dig my toes into the numbness of your life
I leave my foes behind the dumbness of your knife
Told you before every hole's a goal
Now you ignore, you're outta control
You messed up, now you better fess up

I need a little foreplay
I need a little more pay
I need a little flashback
I need a little cash back
I got the beauty, she's my beast
Looks like a leper but she's my priest
The closer we go
I'm getting tired my death's too slow

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• PIG
• Raymond Watts
• Raymond
• Watts
• KMFDM
• On the Slaughterfront
• Slaughterfront