Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Piggly Wiggly , by - Retard-O-Bot. Song from the album Friendship Forever, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 26.12.2005
Record label: Mangled Media
Song language: English
Piggly Wiggly |
| Gotta go slow |
| Gotta go slow |
| Pig without wings |
| Is just another pig |
| And a prick that’s not hard |
| Is just another dick |
| Open real wide and in goes my fist |
| Wasn’t that just so delicious |
| Peddling backwards, great exercise |
| Monopoly’s a way of life for some |
| That perfect car, the house, the pool |
| That fucking girl from high school |
| The spoon, the spoon |
| Oh, fucking christ, the spoon |
| Cutting lines |
| Oh god, it’s finally time to party |
| Dirty (x8) |
| Delivery, I’m fucking starving |
| Sounds good, let’s get it going |
| Bury me up bread and a rocket |
| Expect no delays |
| Topsy turvy |
| Driving on the curvy |
| To the sounds of |
| Mail boxes knocking over |
| Help my aim, oh please |
| In a search, maybe |
| Don’t tell anyone where I be |
| My sticky situations |
| Hiding, I’m flying |
| I keep them |
| From you |
| Fucking motherfuckers |
| Fucking motherfucker |
| A pig without wings |
| Is just another pig |
| And a prick that’s not hard |
| Is just another dick |
| Nickles and dimes and pennies count |
| That’s like sixteen cents to go toward a blow job |
| Know you’ve all been there before, |
| Fell face first, god makes you fall from grace |
| Sick, up late, don’t call me names |
| What’s all this shit on my face |
| The spoon, the spoon |
| Oh, fucking christ, the spoon |
| Cutting lines |
| Oh god, it’s finally time to party |
| Dirty (x8) |
| Delivery, I’m fucking starving |
| Sounds good, let’s get it going |
| Bury me up bread and a rocket |
| Expect no delays |
| Topsy turvy |
| Driving on the curvy |
| To the sounds of |
| Mail boxes knocking over |
| Help my aim, oh please |
| In a search, maybe |
| Don’t tell anyone where I be |
| My sticky situations |
| Hiding, I’m flying |
| I keep them |
| From you |
| Fucking motherfuckers |
| Fucking motherfucker |
| A pig without wings |
| Is just another pig |
| And a prick that’s not hard |
| Is just another dick |
| Smiling kids make me think |
| Do I have the right |
| To swing from the monkey bars |
| Candy hearts and lucky charms |
| Where the fuck is my delivery |
| At the playground going for a swim in my cereal |
| The spoon, the spoon |
| Oh, fucking christ, the spoon |
| Cutting lines |
| Oh god, it’s finally time to party |
| Dirty (x8) |
| Delivery, I’m fucking starving |
| Sounds good, let’s get it going |
| Bury me up bread and a rocket |
| Expect no delays |
| Topsy turvy |
| Driving on the curvy |
| To the sounds of |
| Mail boxes knocking over |
| Help my aim, oh please |
| In a search, maybe |
| Don’t tell anyone where I be |
| My sticky situations |
| Hiding, I’m flying |
| I keep them |
| From you |
| Fucking motherfuckers |