歌词
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 wantedKill 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
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