Little Bastard
Little Bastard
All fish belly white
Wears gym trunks
And a tank top shirt
When his Grandma
Sees him playing with a knife
She says, ?Put that down,
You're gonna get hurt.?
And she calls him Little Bastard
And she says it to his face
Andh e says, ?Don't call me Little Bastard,
Call me Snake.?
Little Bastard
Has a re-occurring dream
That he's a pirate
On a sea of snakes
And when the waves come
You can listen to him scream
As the tide runs
Down his leg
Writer(s): Randy Cheek, Chuck Cleaver, John Erhardt, David R. Morrison
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