The Pigworker - The Soft Boys

Well, Crowbar Joe was one of the brotherhood

One of the brotherhood of hoods in the neighborhood

Hoods in the holiday camp, heads in the basket box

Well, J.J.

Loomis had a dozen legs

He come sliding out there when you least expect him

And Crowbar Joe was a sacred pair

'Cause the one would hack as the other would loom

I’m a pigworker mama

Pigworker mama

Pigworker mama gonna work my pig on you

Pigworker mama

Pigworker mama

Pigworker mama gonna work my pig on you

So the Pterodactyl wore a hood of leather

And he opened everybody, even Heather

With her foaming roses and broken hair

She was all used up