Shit For Brains Lyrics - Pig

Pig 

A Poke In The Eye... with A Sharp Stick 

Shit For Brains 

Sitting in my box, waiting for you 

I peep through the slits and I feel myself 

Breathing tight, I'm getting hard 

But it's nice and dark for the things that I do 

I sweat in my cassock 

When I hear you words 

Tell your sins to me I will absolve thee 

I run a peep show beat 

Where I can beat my meat 

When I see your dressing 

I get to messing 

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Shit for brains, piss in my pants 

I rape and contain the whole human race 

I'm your heavenly host, the Holy Ghost 

The hand of god and the stick of saints 

I'm a man who's sick but I got class 

I'm going to heaven with my lickin' ass 

Shit for brains, piss in my pants 

I rape and contain my catholic domain 

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Sticks and stones break my bones 

Your words just crucify me 

Heaven up above has a glorious god 

I'd really rather have you right where I want 

Right on the front full of my gunk 

I slide up behind heaven in my mind 

In my dreams I always whipped you 

Then I stripped you 

I ripped you down to my scripture