[Intro]
Once upon a time there were three little pigs
Who went out into the big world
To build their homes and seek their fortunes
[Verse 1]
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood
He likes to fuck his sister and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my axe in my holsta
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roasta
The sheriff at the border, he tried to take me out
I drew my axe with the quickness-and cut his Adam's Apple out!
Walked in the village into the piggy's place
He opened up his door and shot me in the face
And blew me off the porch-and blew my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo so it only made me laugh (ha-ha!)
Axe in hand, I rose like the dead
And swung with all my might-made a thump noise in his head
Since we out west, I grabbed a shotgun
And blew his fuckin tongue out the back of his cranium
[Chorus]
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (NO!)
I might choose an axe (YES!)
The Carnival's in town- come and get your piggy snacks
Once upon a time there were three little pigs
Who went out into the big world
To build their homes and seek their fortunes
[Verse 1]
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood
He likes to fuck his sister and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my axe in my holsta
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roasta
The sheriff at the border, he tried to take me out
I drew my axe with the quickness-and cut his Adam's Apple out!
Walked in the village into the piggy's place
He opened up his door and shot me in the face
And blew me off the porch-and blew my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo so it only made me laugh (ha-ha!)
Axe in hand, I rose like the dead
And swung with all my might-made a thump noise in his head
Since we out west, I grabbed a shotgun
And blew his fuckin tongue out the back of his cranium
[Chorus]
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (NO!)
I might choose an axe (YES!)
The Carnival's in town- come and get your piggy snacks
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