Red Raw & Sore by Pig Lyrics
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Quote from the song “Red Raw & Sore” by Pig
Once more to the fire
Burn your fingers on your desire
Once more to the skin
Where your poison soul will twist within
Despair turns to despise
Your reality is fed by lies
You got your money
You got your cash
Feed your honey upon your trash
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You're something sad
Something special
Your something said
Something special
Your treated mean
Your staying keen
The moneys in
You're made of tin
Each carrot finds its feeding hole
You work for your body
But your body's sold
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You're something sad
Something special
You're something sad
Something special
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Pig - “Red Raw & Sore” (Official Video Clip)
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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Red Raw & Sore”
- Produced: Raymond Watts, Jon Caffery
- Written: Raymond Watts, Steve White
- Recorded At: Ranch Apocalypse (London)
- Release Date: March 1, 1994
Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Red Raw & Sore” Released in 1994
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Once more to the fire
Burn your fingers on your desire
Once more to the skin
Where your poison soul will twist within
Despair turns to despise
Your reality is fed by lies
You got your money
You got your cash
Feed your honey upon your trash
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You're something sad
Something special
Your something said
Something special
Your treated mean
Your staying keen
The moneys in
You're made of tin
Each carrot finds its feeding hole
You work for your body
But your body's sold
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You're something sad
Something special
You're something sad
Something special