Lyrics: Piggies Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   Piggy met baby in a disco bar Baby said, what a cute little piggy you are When he took one look at her rocket tits He smiled real wide and said "baby,…

Lyrics: Whole Day Off Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   Have you seen my girlfriend She lives in a pig pen Have you seen my girlfriend I can’t seem to find her Perhaps she is hiding Underneath a blade of…

Lyrics: Cinderella Undercover Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   When i was young, my mind would always wander away I couldn’t talk, never had nothin to say But now i’m grown, nothing much seems to have changed I think i’m…

Lyrics: Hey! Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   Hey, i’ve got a commentary without much to say You know those damn kids drive me crazy every day But all i ever think is something to complain… And i wish that…

Lyrics: One Night Stand Album: Farewell Song Artist: Janis Joplin   When i’m on the road playin’ in a town without a name, And i’m feelin’ low an’ everybody looks the same. Well, you catch my eye, and then you…

Lyrics: Nasty Habits Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   Here’s something to think about Where would we be without nasty habits, nasty habits Makes me want to scream and shout Life would be so dull without nasty habits, nasty habits…

Lyrics: Only A Lad Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   Johnny was bad, even as a child everybody could tell Everyone said if you don’t get straight You’ll surely go to hell But johnny didn’t care He was an outlaw…

Lyrics: Change Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   Don’t you ever wonder why, nothing ever seems to change If it does it’s for the worse, seems it’s just a modern curse Sometimes when i take a peek outside of my…

Lyrics: Can’t See (useless) Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   We were both cast forth from the same pale hand And we both moved freely in the shadowlands And we both were sculpted by the same cold wind And we…

Lyrics: Wild Sex (in The Working Class) Album: Farewell Artist: Oingo Boingo   I work so hard trying to make a few buck I pass the hours in a dream The sweat keeps rolling off the tip of my nose…