Mad Dogs on a Bone

I guess its liver again.
Cant you make some pork?
Have you heard of this animal called a pig?
Watcha do to this pudding?
My ulcers starting to bleed.
This sludges obscene — quick, get my gun!
I-i-i-i want that filth off my screen.
Degenerate game show pornography.
Mr. john birch is having troubles
Fulfilling his marital obligations.
God youre getting fat!
Cant you suck in that gut?
Change the channel too, I wanna watch the news.
She threw the baby out the window,
Pervert on angel dust.
Liberal new york faggot scum atheist.
I-i-i-i sometimes dream:
Im a dressed girl,
With ho chi minh,
In the prison yard.
Balls and chain.
Balls and chain.
Mad dogs on a bone.