I don't want to kill my china pig;nNo I don't.nA man's gotta live.nA man's gotta eat.nA man's gotta have shoes to walk out on the street.nI don't want to kill my china pig.nEli, he was a baby, I want you to see.nI don't want to kill my china pig.nWell I used to go to school,nWith a little red box;nAnd I used to have my pig go with me.nWe walked for blocks.nI don't want to kill my china pig.nHis tail curled five times in a circle 'round.nIt's glazed.nHe's got a slot in his back, flowers grow.nMy china pig be a quite a show.nI don't want to kill my china pig.nWoe, no.nMy china pig.nI got him by the snout,nAnd I takes him by the cuff,nAnd I whipped out my fork,nAnd I poked at him.nThree hairs laid out, on my floor.nI remember my china pig.nI fed the neighborhood.nIt was a big neighborhood.nA lot of people liked my pig.nOne little girl used to put her fingers in his snout.nI put a fork in his back.nI didn't want to kill my china pig.