Big One

I've got a big one, he bit me on the mouth
Inside his old cage, he took the boy right out
It's something freakish, it's something animal
The keeper locked in, he's given all control

But now it's no remorse
God's stepping off her higher horse
And coming down for tea
I'm deep inside of me
And I'm a big one

I've got a bad one, she's such a separate mind
I try to hold her, she comes out all the time

Now it's not going back
God's stepping down to lend her back
And take me out for drinks
It's a wicked kind of thing
But I'm a big one

I've got a big one, she's eating off my face
And as she's gnawing, the blood pours out my veins
I watch the TV just like everyone
And she comes on out when that big man comes on

And the screen goes black
Where is God to lend her back
She's skipping out on tea
It's a wicked kind of thing
But I'm a big one

She's skipping out on tea
It's a wicked kind of thing
But I'm a big one



Credits
Writer(s): Shepard Martin, Owen Martin
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