Piggie

Midlife crisis
Pervert, a virus
Mum's scared, dad's upstate
Oh, wow, you're so mature for your age

Nymphets love you
Lost your job, talk of the town, it's true
Hands down this skirt
She don't need school, you're wise, she will learn

Oh, silly piggie
Rolling in your own - again

Filthy in heaven
Cradle me, my favourite parent
Disgust, oh well
Write me letters down in your jail cell

Scumbag
Bottom of the barrel (you are)
Scumbag
Bottom of the barrel (yes, you are)

Repulsed, just scraping for scraps
Son saying, "When I grow up, I'll be like dad"
Dribbling in your crap, a pig in true form
Your life's - cold, young girls keep you warm

Oh, silly piggie
Rolling in your own - again

Filthy in heaven
Cradle me, my favourite parent
Disgust, oh well
Write me letters down in your jail cell

Scumbag
Bottom of the barrel (yeah, you are)
Scumbag
Bottom of the barrel (yes, you are)

And sadly
It's just a little bit too late
Your clothes are clean
But you got a teenager for a date

Filthy in heaven
Cradle me, my favourite parent
Disgust, oh well
Write me letters down in your jail cell

Scumbag
Bottom of the barrel (yeah-ah)
Scumbag
Bottom of the barrel

I guess it's just too late
I guess it's just too late
For you, my dear



Credits
Writer(s): Travis Barker, John Feldmann, Jasmine Adams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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