Quincy The Pigboy - Live At Bloodstock Open Air Festival / 2012

We will try a couple more for you
We have to be nice
To see that some of us stopped to come
Are rather stayed to go to fucking Machine Head
It's "Quincy The Pigboy", let's go crazy
Goin' on

Yeah, little fucker, he's racin' for the Sun
He's got a bottle of Jack and he's getting drunk
Smokin' lines in a joint just to ease his pain
Takin' pills to get back down again

Get back down again
Get back down again
Get back down again
Get back down again

Yeah, he's gettin' kickson the highway 666
Killed his mother 'cause she would not suck his dick
With all the drugs he's a time bomb set to blow
Shootin' up to let that feeling go

Let that feeling go
Let that feeling go
Let that feeling go
Let that feeling go

I wanna see every single fist in the air
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey
Alright



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Writer(s): Ben Ward, Joe Hoare, Chris Turner, Martyn Millard, Pete O'malley
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