Pig - One Meatball lyrics

One meatball Without the gravy One meatball Or nothing at all One meatball Without the gravy One meatball Or nothing at all Oh fairest bullet Of the bullet race How sweet thou art And what a taste Oh my sweet lard I see you make haste Your fists are looking full And there's blood on your face Where's the bread Down the hall You get no bread with one meatball We belong together Like bacon and ham We belong together Like faking and sham Old daddy wolf He does the cutting Put a weasel in the coop That devil left nothing Break the bread Bicker and brawl Stir don't shake your highball I've wrung every drop From the truth that comes out of me Milked you dry on lies and dishonesty There's a stain on the shrine A nail for each crime Down home delicious Honed down vicious Vultures lying in wait with the guilt By a hot wet river laden with silt There's many a slip Between cup and lip Down in the pig iron With the shaven raven Dragged kicking and screaming told You ain't worth saving The light of this life Is a stanley knife I've bled myself dry I'm my own parasite Where's the bread Down the hall You get no bread with one meatball My h**ne is heartbreak A two-timing liar She made me sweat fuel for my funeral pyre A foul belle she's foul mouthed Fingered on the trigger Trigger on the lip Where's the bread Down the hall You get no bread with one meatball If you get to heaven before I do Make a little hole And pull me through