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