I said pig on Friday,
God knows where that finds me.
It's all we need, it's all we feel.
It's all that's wrong, It's all that's real.
Love is the glove that does not fit.
The pussy, the folly, the tit.
We don't know what we want
But we know we want it.
If I were holy I would remember us in my prayers,
I said pig on Friday,
God knows where that finds me.
It's all we give, it's all we've got.
It's all we need, It's all we're not.
Love is the glove that does not fit.
The pussy, the folly, the shit.
We don't know what we want
But we know we want it.
If I were holy I would remember us in my prayers,
It's all we give, it's all we've got.
It's all we need, It's over now
We all forgot.
Love is the glove that does not fit.
The pussy, the folly, the tit.
We don't know what we want
But we know we want it.
If I were holy, oh you know you've heard it all before.
Enough