Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On the Slaughterfront, artist - Pig. Album song Pigmata, in the genre ИндастриалDate of issue: 07.11.2005
Record label: METROPOLIS
Song language: English
On the Slaughterfront |
| Get your PVCs around your knees |
| I’m the pig |
| I’m the preacher |
| Get dirty, I’ll teach you |
| Throw your pearls before this swine |
| Loose lips melted mine |
| Vicious, vivid, Venus fine |
| 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 |
| Baptized in a sewer of swine |
| Capsized in the chaos of crime |
| You’re appealing, I’m appalling |
| I keep weepin', I keep crawlin' |
| This wedlock is my deadlock |
| Ripped so wide, there’s nothing inside |
| And I sold out years ago |
| Living lower than the belly of a rattlesnake |
| I dress each day with the finest |
| Got a 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 hogs |
| Suck all you harlots |
| I’m the last, the pig of starlets |
| Lets 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 |