Glassjaw - Stuck Pig lyrics

Way down in this latrine a nailbomb,

In the city of Molotov,

In the province of gun,

In a route off the highway

In the land of two suns.

Sometimes I get pissed when

My blow goes like a quickie in the snow

But I'm sure I'll go down inside.

I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long

On the seed of a bastard

Alone in the sun for sticking it in too long.

On the feet of a dragon.

Last night the wind pipe's covered in hope

I pray it'd be covered in rope

Me, me, me.

Grief, grief, grief.

Beat the heat.

Me, me, me.

Grief, grief, grief.

Beat the heat.

I chew the thorn when midnight gets too long

On the seed of a bastard

Alone in the sun for sticking it in too long.

On the feet of a dragon.

Last night the wind pipe's covered in hope

I pray it'd be covered in rope

Way down in this latrine a nailbomb,

In the city of Molotov,

In the province of gun,

In a route off the highway

In the land of two suns.

Sometimes I get pissed when

Grunt fuck.

Grin fuck.

Push her in the snow fuck.

The dope fiend splashes gash like a nailbomb