| 歌曲 | Milk of Human Kindness |
| 歌手 | Clutch |
| 专辑 | Transnational Speedway League: Anthems, Anecdotes & Undeniable Truths |
| 作词 : Clutch | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Clutch | |
| 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 |