Line up, line up, my swine
Put your heads on the block
Maybe you'll be the next to die
(but you don't fit, you don't fit, you don't fit)
Smile your smile, little piggies
Follow the line to the chop
Eat up something fine, honey
and put your heads on the block
Well, all good pigs go to heaven
But we're surely going to hell
I can see past oblivion
I know your smiles so well
All good pigs go to heaven
so eat as much as you can
I'm not fat enough to be a sow
You can see the hell that I'm in
Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 10:10 PM UTC
Line up, line up, my swine
Put your heads on the block
Maybe you'll be the next to die
(but you don't fit, you don't fit, you don't fit)
Smile your smile, little piggies
Follow the line to the chop
Eat up something fine, honey
and put your heads on the block
Well, all good pigs go to heaven
But we're surely going to hell
I can see past oblivion
I know your smiles so well
All good pigs go to heaven
so eat as much as you can
I'm not fat enough to be a sow
You can see the hell that I'm in
like everything, needs editing.
