Pitchfork - Burn Pigs Burn lyrics

I'm painting you And all the ugly things you do. You're holding a machete Your mustache makes your arms too long. Goddamn - I got a memory. Yeah, man, I got a family. I'll see your face in the closet, Cold co*ked in the dark and left for dead Burn pigs burn, man, You'll learn pigs learn, yea. Gonna kick into your pumpkin Gonna put you on a mailing list. I'm peeling out in your garden, You better go and count your kids f** yeah I got a piano wire Yeah man, I'm gonna build a fire Gonna follow you down to the park And gonna throw your shoes in the kite eating tree.