Three Little Pigs Lyrics

Three Little Pigs lyrics


Why don't you
Sit right back
And I
I may tell you
A tale
A
tale of 3
Little pigs
And a big
Bad
Wolf
1 (x2)
1, 2
Well,
the first little piggy
Well, he was kinda hick, he spent most of his days
just day-dreamin' of
the city
And then one day
He bought a
guitar
He moved to Hollywood to become a star
But living on the farm, he
knew nothing of the city
Built his house outta straw, what a pity
Then
one day
Jammin' on some chords
Along came the wolf
Knockin' on his
door
(x2) Little pig, little pig, let me in
Not by the hair of my
chiny-chin-chin (x2)
Well, I'm huffin'
I'm puffin'
I'll blow your
house in
(x2) Huff and
Puff and
Blow your house in (x2)
Huffin' and
I'll puffin' and I'll blow your house in
Well, the second little
piggy
Well, he was kinda stokin', spent most of his days just a ganja
smokin'
Hoppin' and a-boppin' down on Venice Beach
Gettin' paid money for
religious speech
Built his shelter from what he garbage picked
Mostly made
up of old cans and sticks
Then one day he was crankin' out Bob
Marley
Along came the wolf on his big, bad Harley
(x2) Little pig, little
pig, let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin (x2)
Well, I'm
huffin'
I'm puffin'
I'll blow your house in
(x2) Huff and
Puff
and
Blow your house in (x2)
Huffin' and I'll puffin' and I'll blow your
house in
Well, the third little piggy
A grade A student, his daddy was a
rock star
Named Pig Nugent
Earned his Master's Degree
From Harvard
College
Built his house from his architect knowledge
A tri-level
mansion
Hollywood Hills
Daddy's rock stardom
Paid for the
bills
Then one day came the old house masher
The big bad wolf, the little
piggy slasher
(x2) Little pig, little pig, let me in
Not by the hair of my
chiny-chin-chin (x2)
Well, I'm huffin'
I'm puffin'
I'll blow your house
in
(x2) Huff and
Puff and
Blow your house in (x2)
Huffin' and I'll
puffin' and I'll blow your house in
Well, the big bad wolf
Well, he
huffed
And he puffed
All that he could
And low and behold the little
piggy's house stood
"It's made out of concrete"
The little piggy
shouted
The wolf just frowned
As he pouted so they called 9 11
Like
any piggy would
They sent out Rambo
Just as fast
As they
could
Yo
Wolf face
I'm your worst nightmare
Your as* is mine
1
(x2)
1, 2
Well, the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see
And that's
the end of story
For you and me
But still give a listen
You just
may
Hear the big wolf and little piggies say
(x2) Little pig, little pig,
let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin (x2)
Well, I'm
huffin'
I'm puffin'
I'll blow your house in
(x3) Huff and
Puff
and
Blow your house in (x3)
Huffin' and I'll puffin' and I'll blow your
house in (x4)
And the moral of the story is
That bands with no talent can
easily amuse idiots with a stupid puppet
show