Pay Pigs

Lyrics for Pay Pigs

I've heard the true booming voice of God I climbed up high and I spoke to him I said "Lord, is there something that you love?" And he said "Bill, you know I love it when they're young, and a little broken in" If film is a narcotic Then snuff is psychedelic The reds and the delicate textures Impressions that send me through transcendent pleasures If film is a narcotic Then snuff is psychedelic The reds and the delicate textures Impressions that send me through transcendent pleasures My daughter came home crying after school She locked herself in her pink, Barbie room And she said "Daddy, did you know they used to use the weak for food?" I said "Sweetie, we still do" My daughter came home crying after school She locked herself in her pink, Barbie room And she said "Daddy, did you know they used to use the weak for food?" I said "Sweetie, we still do" My daughter came home crying after school She locked herself in her pink, Barbie room And she said "Daddy, did you know they used to use the weak for food?" I said "Sweetie, we still do"