A pig has launched a p**y's forge Malignant broods remark with hoots They waste their time with no concern Just serve one's turn The matter brooks no delay A senseless quiz to wink your lens, to grab a goal With no pretence of laying on a downy bed Which keeps your head above still waters Hay-hoo And I revive and then survive To play the proof to pad the hoof I'm on beam I am on wires My words are glib Highly inspired Hay-hoo AAAHHH Though I had plenty of battles to fight Trouble affairs and sleepless nights The noose was fastened around my neck And I replied d**h ought to wait for me AAAHHH And when it comes I turn Her back We shake our hands, disperse like friends The vital spark flows on again Cause I keep saying d**h ought to wait for me They say I was born with a silver spoon That's not enough You should be tough I find amusing an uncertain weakness We must make our life We are a-choosing Hay-hoo ...ought to wait for me