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