Why try to hide?
Runnin` ain`t about to gonna do anything for you my little one
Oh they try to get inside of me, why do they bother anyway?
We mustn`t worry, anything
Tell me what you see, pig, are they here?
I`ll rip and slaughter he who takes my pig from me
Chorus:
Here little piggy go, pig! Live in muck, I love my pig!
Those filthy little lovers, piggy pigs! Liberate! See my big panic!
Sicker than I`ve ever been, when I see myself inside of you
But, I love you, my crude flesh, stain my tongue with your mess
Suckle, suckle, oh, gross, it`s the roast