More songs by These New South Whales
Description
Producer: Ben Greenberg
Mixer: Ben Greenberg
Masterer: Brad Boatright
Guitar: Todd Andrews
Vocals: Jamie Timony
Bass: Will Shepherd
Drums: Francis Sweet
Composer: Todd Andrews
Composer: Jamie Timony
Composer: Will Shepherd
Composer: Francis Sweet
Lyrics and translation
Original
I ride down the street from the cops
Sicker than your average dog He's behind your head fucking kids
Fifty-five the box of seeds And if you give a fuck that your rent is due The internet is filled with pigs of you, it's true
Pleasure is a thing that you can't resist You're a pig Pig Take your fucking hat off, tell your fucking boss To see that everyone thinks of you Like a pig Pig
And haven't you got better things to do?
Everyone's trying to pull chicks on you My child of Rajaniga A pretty boy in the mirror I ride down the street from the cops
Fighting with my weed and sock And when you live a life of servitude Everyone just wants chicks on you, it's true
The internet is filled with pigs of you
You're a pig Pig Pig Pig Friday night I print to you
You're a pig
Pig
Flesh is on top and I'm about to pee That little son of a motherfucking dog
That's a pig Pig That's a dog in disguise, that's a pig Poor boy, that's a pig
Fucking pig
I want your color in a sausage ring tone
Celebrate me with some vinegar
Miki only in a hurry and he's ready for you
English translation
I ride down the street from the cops
Sicker than your average dog He's behind your head fucking kids
Fifty-five the box of seeds And if you give a fuck that your rent is due The internet is filled with pigs of you, it's true
Pleasure is a thing that you can't resist You're a pig Pig Take your fucking hat off, tell your fucking boss To see that everyone thinks of you Like a pig Pig
And haven't you got better things to do?
Everyone's trying to pull chicks on you My child of Rajaniga A pretty boy in the mirror I ride down the street from the cops
Fighting with my weed and sock And when you live a life of servitude Everyone just wants chicks on you, it's true
The internet is filled with pigs of you
You're a pig Pig Pig Pig Friday night I print to you
You're a pig
Pig
Flesh is on top and I'm about to pee That little son of a motherfucking dog
That's a pig Pig That's a dog in disguise, that's a pig Poor boy, that's a pig
Fucking pig
I want your color in a sausage ring tone
Celebrate me with some vinegar
Miki only in a hurry and he's ready for you