Quincy The Pigboy lyrics by Orange Goblin. Yeah, that little fucker, he's racin' for the sun He's got a bottle of Jack and he's getting drunk He's smokin'...
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Yeah, that little fucker, he's racin' for the sun
He's got a bottle of Jack and he's getting drunk
He's smokin' lines in a joint just to ease his pain
He's takin' pills just to get back down again
Get back down again
Yeah, he's gettin' kicks on the highway 666
He killed his mother 'cos she would not suck his dick
With all the drugs he's a time bomb set to blow
He's shootin' up just to let that feeling go
Let that feeling go
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