Magic Pig Detective

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse]

Low soul in a manic

Feels so only queen

A deep tripe for a wander aimless

Just fakes his green

Cause I say no, you're mine

And I'm no only nine feed

You got a cross confusing my ages

Not yet more me

[Chorus]

Cuz I say you're in a ready

Bleach-hearted boy wretched voice indeed

A prosthetic you waitin to destroy

[Verse 2]

Two sides to Dylan's haw-hee

Feeling like a cemetery

Karpick a what is in me

A drill a sin try to kill it

I sit on a quire haw hee

Gettin' like a titty single only

A bottom make a cell it's time to bleed

Tee, la-la hee-hee

[Verse 3]

Pig try to give it to you

Killin' like a hundred an fifteen in

Feed Birmingham