Melvins - Magic Pig Detective lyrics
[Melvins - Magic Pig Detective lyrics]
Low soul in a manic feels so only queen
A deep tripe for a wander aimless
Just fakes his green
Cuz I say no you're mine
And I'm no only nine feed
You got a cross confusing my ages
Not yet more me cuz I say you're in a ready
Bleach hearted boy wretched voice indeed
A prosthetic you waitin to destroy
Two sides to Dylan's haw hee
Feeling like a cemetary
Karpick a what is in me
A drill a sin try to kill it
I sit on a quire haw hee
Gettin like a titty single only
A bottom make a cell it's time to bleed
Tee, la la hee hee
Pig try to give it to you
Killin like a hundred an fifteen in
Feed Birmingham