Band: Green Jelly Album: (unknown album) Song: THREE LITTLE PIGS Well the first little piggy Well he was a kinda hicky Spent most of his day Just dreamin' about the city Then one day he bought a guitar He moved to Hollywood to become a star Living on a farm he knew nothing of the city Built his house out of straw what a pity Then one day jammin' on some chords Along came the wolf knocking on his door Little pig little pig let me in Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin I'm huffing I'm puffing I'll blow your house in Huffing puffing blow your house in Huffing puffing blow your house in Huffing and puffing and I'll blow your house in Well the second little piggy Well he was kinda stokin' spent most of his days in the garden Just smokin' Huffin' and a puffin' down on Venice Beach Getting paid money for religious speech Built his shelter from only garbage picks Mostly made up of old cans and sticks Then one day he was cranking up a Marley Along came the wolf on his big bad Harley Little pig ... Well the third little piggy 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 housemaster The big bad wolf the little pigy slasher Little pig ... 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 growled as he pouted So they called 911 like any piggy would And they sent out Rambo Just as fast as they could Yo wolf-face I'm your worst nightmareYour ass is mine Well the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see And that's the end of the story For you and me Still give a listen you just may hear The big bad wolf The little piggies say: Little pig ... --- http://www.lyricsdot.com/ - 95000+ lyrics from 10000+ bands online