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

And he 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

Songwriters

CLEAVER, CHUCK / CHEEK, RANDY / MORRISON, DAVID R. / ERHARDT, JOHNPublished by

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