You
You
Little pig little pig open up now and let me in
Your door was closed but these molded souls will open it
We're even Steven, she's screaming as Steven pulls the pin
And ducks recover, recovers and sets himself to steam
And when it hits you, it hits you like bits of silver as I
When loaded, blow and exploded the show before your eyes
You're never bitter, consider bitterness hidden in your mind
And if you hear this, I'm serious, it's just a matter of time
Oh you should have run, you should have run, oh you should never have come to me
If she's so easily deceived, a little smile can disguise the lies of the mind beneath
And so we sit and resist this insisting urge to wash the cloth
Take out them, talk out them, tickle this little pig into submission
No musician would miss him, if he went missing, are you listening?
Miss submission, those recent teachings he preached they won't hold on
Don't sort it slow, wind it up, watch it go
