Til The Pigs Come Round - Lyrics by Subhumans


Lyrics
Oh what a great experience My house is full of deviants My Dad is going mad downstairs My brother has just died his hair Chorus: We got punks and drunks And thrills and pills And lots of things to make your head go round It's fun fun fun fun fun til the pigs come round Someone's banging on a drum Somke and drink well this is fun Neighbors are smashing in the walls My mum is making telephone calls Chorus Pigs outside but no one cares Heavy jackboots up the stairs It's the D.S., what a joke "
Hey man, do ya want some smoke?" Chorus
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