The Hog

I can feel the lice walking on my scalp
Must be having a party a real ball
My dirty fingernails reach up and scratch
But the itching has moved down to my snatch
Beware the hog
I am the hog
Think you can kiss me into a prince i'll turn
You got the wrong story the hog's the only one
Protective cover over my darkened skin
Just like a cockroach you know what i mean
Years and years of filth accumulated
Not even acid could eliminate it
Chorus
Flies preceed my every nasty appearance
As i gloriously make another stinky entrance
Of course i mind if you don't shake my hand
C'mon! squeeze the slime like a man
Beware the hog
I am the hog
I'm the king of pigs and i'm proud of it
I'm the king of pigs dare to take a sniff (2x)