Chris Porro

Bitch Parade

Chris Porro


True value, true thank you 
For helping me dig this grave 
Weaned on it, raised for it 
Parents i scrimped and saved 
Rough times for the rest 
But lackey, we've got it made 
Bed down in your movie, your life 
Let the critics rave 

I'm here to quell your fears 
Done with your salad years 
That's me the bitch around here 

More useful now beaten down 
Turn that frown upside down 
I'm redeemed! Bitch of the year. 

I hope god will forgive me 
I think that he should 
I've had dozens of chances 
And I fuck up real good. 

I wrote letters to jesus 
And then to myself 
I had high balls with santa 
And sex with his elves 

So much for salad days 
I'm on the bitch parade. X4 

**1st verse** 

I was the rockstar that never got popular 
You missed me 
Cause I wasn't here 

So goodbye to sex all day, 
Binge drinking, special K 
I'm sorry I thought that was clear 

I had lunch with my boss 
Who I'm plotting to kill 
I would leer at his wife 
but he's footing the bill 

I'm the handsomest lamprey 
With best sucking skill 
I have leeches for friends 
Here's to "keeping it real" 

So much for salad days 
I'm on the bitch parade. X2 

Michael was spreading 
The news of his wedding 
And somebody else got a house. 

so sing them a serenade 
congrats boy you've got it made 
I'm off this bitch parade now