Warthog Jaws Lyrics

Somewhat beholden to a moment once golden

As fishing trips on Mars

And minute of stature means a dynamic terror

In combat for mason jars

You'll turn-up as fraud

A thief, a part-time dawd

The future will have laws

To halt the warthog's jaws

He sits on a pillow in meetings or at scrum

He markets a product that goes inside your drum

Every beat sounds braver - impressive as a march

Back sores are the least of ills when sleeping as if starched

You'll turn-up as fraud

A thief, a part-time dawd

The future will have laws

To halt the warthog's jaws

At four foot three he stands

A knot some call a man

His briefcase is aligned

To crack your filthy spine

And in sympathetic drool

He'll split those family jewels

You'll turn-up as fraud

A thief, a part-time dawd

The future will have laws

To halt the warthog's jaws