unpopular parts of a pig

Delicate seeds come from delicate flowers" That was the horseshit she fed me for hours I flexed my nails; I nodded my mane And no-one in the garden had sex that afternoon I prophesized your death, ai-ai-ai-ai-ai-ay And that's not the best thing that happened today There was blood, of course; there always is I'd recommend a shower if you want to hug the kids The unpopular parts of a pig, I taste nothing Without its permission, I swear The unpopular parts of a pig, I am sorry But no-one enjoys picking blood from your hair Tell me a story without saying "I" It's harder than it sounds, but so is your life I close my grip, I mean my sighs Then patronise my hurt inside a rib lesion I coveted your ox, oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-no And that's not the only commandment I broke She weighs her life in greeting cards It turns out when you're young, you just mean much more The unpopular parts of a pig, I taste nothing Without its permission, I swear The unpopular parts of a pig, I am sorry But no-one enjoys picking blood from your hair The unpopular parts of a pig, I taste nothing Without its permission, I swear The unpopular parts of a pig, I am sorry But no-one enjoys picking blood from your hair Yahhhh! The unpopular parts of a pig are good business The unpopular parts of a daft fucking pig The unpopular parts of a pig are good business The unpopular parts of a daft fucking pig The unpopular parts of a pig are good business The unpopular parts of a daft fucking pig