Shave a Pig, Call It a Ham

Seek the sun in everyone and get burned
But I want to thank you for all I now have learned
It must get lonely up on that cross you've made
Look to different shores, 'cus this friendship has sailed

A small man blaring big words and tall threats
Worried sick with the weight of empty wallets
It's not what you're selling, it's what I'm buying
Since your lips are moving, I guess you must be lying

Why don't you earn your keep for a change?
You are just dragging us down
With your non-existent crown



Credits
Writer(s): Tony Gonzalez Fredriksen, Ole Martin Torrisen Spangrud
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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