Letra de The Pigworker
Well, Crowbar Joe was one of the brotherhood One of the brotherhood of hoods in the neighborhood Hoods in the holiday camp, heads in the basket boxWell, J.J. Loomis had a dozen legs He come sliding out there when you least expect him And Crowbar Joe was a sacred pair 'Cause the one would hack as the other would loomI'm a pigworker mama Pigworker mama Pigworker mama gonna work my pig on youPigworker mama Pigworker mama Pigworker mama gonna work my pig on youSo the Pterodactyl wore a hood of leather And he opened everybody, even Heather With her foaming roses and broken hair She was all used up