unpopular parts of a pig

Delicate seeds come from delicate flowers"

That was the horseshit she fed me for hours

I flexed my nails; I nodded my mane

And no-one in the garden had sex that afternoon

I prophesized your death, ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ay

And that's not the best thing that happened today

There was blood, of course; there always is

I'd recommend a shower if you want to hug the kids

The unpopular parts of a pig, I taste nothing

Without its permission, I swear

The unpopular parts of a pig, I am sorry

But no-one enjoys picking blood from your hair

Tell me a story without saying "I"

It's harder than it sounds, but so is your life

I close my grip, I mean my sighs

Then patronise my hurt inside a rib lesion

I coveted your ox, oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-no

And that's not the only commandment I broke

She weighs her life in greeting cards

It turns out when you're young, you just mean much more

The unpopular parts of a pig, I taste nothing

Without its permission, I swear

The unpopular parts of a pig, I am sorry

But no-one enjoys picking blood from your hair

The unpopular parts of a pig, I taste nothing

Without its permission, I swear

The unpopular parts of a pig, I am sorry

But no-one enjoys picking blood from your hair

Yahhhh!

The unpopular parts of a pig are good business

The unpopular parts of a daft fucking pig

The unpopular parts of a pig are good business

The unpopular parts of a daft fucking pig

The unpopular parts of a pig are good business

The unpopular parts of a daft fucking pig