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 a** 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
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 a** 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