Cavicide

Whip the little guinea pigs, hit them with a switch
Flog them till their asses bleed, beat them like a bitch

Wide-eyed little guinea pigs, innocent and new
Love their mom and daddy, thinks their every word is true

Playful little guinea pigs, playing in gasoline
Whip them with a hickory switch, listen to them scream

Fretful little guinea pigs, fret their lives away
Worried out of their little minds, the whip is on its way

Frightened little guinea pigs, squealing just like swine
Scared of their own shadows, they will always toe the line

Angry little guinea pigs, pissed at mom and dad
The feeding hand that strangled them, so angry, hurt, and sad

So whip the little guinea pigs, strip them to the bones
Missing fur and purple welts from test-patterns and tones