Til The Pigs Come Round 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
 
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 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
 
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 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?"
 
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