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Once upon a time there were three little pigs
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who went out into the big world
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to build thier homes and seek thier fortunes.
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The first little piggy his house is made of wood
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He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood
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He likes to fuck his sister and drink his moonshine
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A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
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I rode into town with my axe in my holster
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Everybody knows about the wicked piggy boaster
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The sherrif at the border ,he tried to take me out
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I drew my axe with the quickness-and cut his adam's apple out!
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Walked in the village and to the piggy's place
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He opened up his door and shot me in the face
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And blew me off the porch-and blew my head in half
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But I'm a Juggalo so it only made me laugh (ha ha!)
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Axe in hand, I rose like the dead
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And swung with all my might- made a thump noise in his head
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Since we out west, I grabbed a shotgun
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And blew his fuckin tounge out the back of his cranium!!
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CHORUS:
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Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
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There's nothing like a sound when you hear a piggy die
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I might choose a gun (NO!)
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I might choose an axe (YES!)
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The Carnival's in town- come and get your piggy snacks
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The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
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And this little piggy is a mother fuckin dick
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He lays down his rules and reads you your rights
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In that funny lookin car with the little blinkin lights
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I drive a volkswagon bug 17 deep
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Packed fulla Juggalos, lights out and we creep
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To the piggy station and lay on the horn
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First piggy out- we blow his lungs out his uniform
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Now they in persuit like Starski and Hutch
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But theres only two of them-the rest are out to lunch
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They call up Dunkon Doughnuts to gather up the rest
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25 piggies with they bullet-proof vests
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We lead them in a chase,they bustin off rounds
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But now they all fucked cuz we at the Carney grounds
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And they gettin swallowed by their very on breed
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DARK CARNIVAL and wicked clowns because we need....
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CHORUS 2xs
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The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
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He lives in a mansion on his own private road
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I started walking down it- the gaurd he told me wait
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I snapped his fuckin neck in two and slammed his nuts in the gate
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Cuz this little piggy must defianatly die!
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How my life is lookin off and toss it in the sky
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And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil
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And pull it out the sky and beat it with a shovel
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People in my city, they fightin for they meals
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He sleeps on a matress stuffed with hundered dollar bills
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A richey is the devil- he never will admit it
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So I'm 'a cut his hand off and slap his face wit' it
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Opened up his door, he sleeping in his bed
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I grabbed a brick of gold and slapped it upside his head
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He begged for his life, I told him its too late
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And tied his neck in a knot and watch him suffocate
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Cuz I need...
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CHORUS 4x
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Piggy Pie (Old School)
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