Three Little Pigs (Re-Recorded)

Lyrics

Why don't you, sit right back And I, I may tell you a tale A tale of three little pigs And a Big Bad Wolfff Well the first little piggy, he was kinda hick He spent most of his days, just-a dreamin of the city And then one day, he bought a guitar Moved to Hollywood, to become a star Living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city Built his house out of straw, what a pity Then one day, he was jammin' on some chords Along came the wolf, just a-knocking on his door Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!! Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!! And I'm huffin, I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin and a-puffin and I'll blow your housе in!!! So, the second little piggy, hе 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 He built his shelter from garbage he picked Mostly made up of old cans and sticks And then one day he was crankin' out Bob Marley Along came the wolf on his big, bad Harley Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!! Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!! And I'm huffin, I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin and a-puffin and I'll blow your house in!!! Now, the third little piggy was a grade A student His daddy was a rock star named Pig Nugent Earned his Masters Degree from Harvard College He built his house from his architect knowledge A tri-level mansion in the Hollywood Hills Daddy's rock stardom paid for the bills And then one day came the old house smasher The Big Bad Wolf, the little piggy slasher Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!! Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!! And I'm huffin, I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin and a-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 nine-eleven like any piggy would The sent out Rambo as fast as they could [Rambo] "YO, WOLF-FACE, I'M YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, YOUR ASS IS MINE!!!" (gunshots) Well the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see That's to end the story for you and me If you still give a listen you just may Hear the Big Wolf and Little Piggy say Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!! Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!! And I'm huffin, I'm puffin, I'll blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin, puffin, blow your house in Huffin and a-puffin and I'll blow your house in Huffin and a-puffin and I'll blow your house in Huffin and a-puffin and I'll blow your house in Huffin and a-puffin and I'll blow your house in "And the moral of the story is, 30 years later, I can still entertain idiots with a stupid punk rock puppet show. Fuck you!" [Wink Martindale] "Wink Martindale, thanks for the call...Um..I've had a loooong and lengthy career making the right moves... For this one...ehhh, not too sure.. Having to sign on to this...This proves that my career has hit a new low... But hey, good luck with the album." *BEEP*