The pig rolls and tries to splash mud and shite up on to anyone he can, including the Threadking, and the psycho.
The Threadking is perplexed, he believes his way is the only way, the psycho tries to fit in, but hey he's a psycho,
the pig is unbound...….
On a side note< I wrote you guys a new hit song, maybe the psycho can play it, and the pig and the Threadking can,
sing it. It's a little tougher then the last one, with more dynamics. It's sung to the tune of a old 70s west coast car
dealers commercials, Cal Worthington. Same tune just with these lyrics, (I'd tell you boys the chords and the bpm,
but it'd probably confuse you)
Here we go 1st verse someone hollers
"Hey here's the Threadking and his dog psycho"
(brief pause, then into the verse)
If your looking for a psycho who
Who doesn't take his pills
He will stand upon his head
And make up lies and say they're real
He will stand upon his head
And claimed he played for The Grateful Dead
Phukkin psycho, phukkin psycho, phukkin psycho
2nd verse someone hollers
"Hey here's the Threadking and his dog pig"
If your lookin for a pig that really sqeals
He will stand alone and claim he's the only one whose real
He probably stands alone at home
With his hand wrapped round the bone
Phukkin pig, phukkin pig, phukkin pig
3rd verse strait into the music
Now the Threadking knows the end is coming soon
He will stand upon his head if you'd just click his links of doom
He will stand upon his head till all his links are read
The Threadking says, the Threadking says, the Threadking says
4th verse straight into the music
Now if these three Eensteens ever have a plan
They'll grab their ass and pull
Their heads out of their cans
The'll pull they're heads out of their ass
Gasping air and passing gas
The phukkin psycho, the phukkin pig, the Threadking says
Your welcome no thanks are necessary
Stop the animal holocaust! Go Vegan!
It ain't what they call you, it's what you answer to. W.C. Fields