Fine swine, wish you were mine Bite the apple of my eye This little piggy never made it home
Helter skelter, run for shelter Can't escape the boiling swelter Beat you like the dog that you are
Oh, I could kill you if I wanted Kill you with my own two hands Oh, I'm so happy I could kill you Kill you like a sacrificial lamb
Because you, you are nothing but an animal With a branding iron on your back A sight so obscene, a sight so absurd So many ways to skin a cat
All cut up All cut up
Everything tastes better now My hands, these tools, the fatted cow The swine, the wine, the coming feast Your Jesus Christ has canine teeth
Fine swine, wish you were mine Bite the apple of my eye This little piggy never made it home
Helter skelter, run for shelter Can't escape the boiling swelter Beat you like the dog that you are
Because you, you are nothing but an animal With a branding iron on your back A sight so obscene, a sight so absurd So many ways to skin a cat All cut up All cut up
Everything tastes better now My hands, these tools, the fatted cow The swine, the wine, the coming feast Your Jesus Christ has canine teeth