Lyrics:

(Duos of change, of change, change, change, oodles of...)
(It's going really slowly...)

I don't wanna kill my china pig
No I don't

A man's gotta live
A man's gotta eat
A man's gotta have shoes to walk out on the street
I don't wanna kill my china pig
Aw, he was a baby, I want you to see
I don't wanna kill my china pig

Well I used to go to school
With a little red box
And I used to have my pig go with me
We walked for blocks
I don't wanna kill my china pig

His tail curls five times in a circle round
It's glazed
He's got a slot in his back, flowers grow
My china pig be, uh, quite a show
I don't wanna kill my china pig
Whoa no

My china pig

I got him by the snout
And I take him by the cuff
And I whipped out my fork
And I poked at him
Three hairs laid out on my floor
I remember my china pig

I fed the neighborhood
He was in a big neighborhood
A lotta people liked my pig
One little girl used to put her fingers in his snout
I put a fork in his back

I didn't wanna kill my china pig