Blow Your House Down

see now I'm starvin' for some piggies
man I'm feelin' the hunger
so I'm creepin' through the woods
tryin' to end all this hunger
and when I find those little pigs
I'm gonna tear'em asunder
ham hocks, fat back
I know you can smell'em
listen
It's time to eat
because my stomach is grumblin'
pork so good
that my stomach is rumblin'
Mmmm.
I see a pig and I'm wonderin'
If the little fella will be part of my luncheon now
don't worry man
‘cause I'm not trying to eat ya
neighborly, I'm being nice
‘cause I'm just trying to meet ya
he don't believe me and he's startin' to run
but I don't mind it too much
because the chasin' is fun now
Hmmm..
He's running back to his spot
I'm right behind, hot pursuit
‘cause I'm fiendin' for chops and I
think it's time to eat'em
his crib is made of straw
it's not very sturdy
so I puff on my inhaler
‘cause it's time to get dirty

Chorus:
Huff Puff, I'll blow yo whole damn house down x9

(bust it) his house is crumbling
and I'm pickin through the rumble
tryin' to get at this pig
but he dipped
so now I gotta chase him again
running down the street
to his brother's new crib
gettin' greedy
‘cause now I'm gonna eat up two pigs
he's at his brother's house
it's just made of sticks
so now I'm thinkin' ‘bout the bacon
that's residing within
I'm sayin'
Hmmm.
I'll make some barbeque pigs
I'll use the sticks from his house
And roast'em over a spit (now listen)
I'm getting' hungry
Thinkin' ‘bout all these pigs
Sittin' and waitin'
Anticipatin' tastin' these pigs
I'm sayin'
Hmmm
Just let me in little pigs
I'm new in town here
And I'm just tryin' to make a few friends
I ask'em nice
But they say they not lettin' me in
Talkin' crazy ‘bout the hairs
On they chinny chin chins (ha c'mon)
I really want these piglets
So I'm a huff and puff and blow it down and let myself in

Chorus:

Bridge:
Hungry's the way I always feel
I'm runnin' everyday
Tryin' ta catch a meal
I'm doin' what I do
Because my hunger's real
But once I get full
I'm gonna sit and chill (sit and chill)
My hunger pains be healed
Feel so good
When my stomach's filled
Sittin' back full man that's the deal
But until then
I'm a chase these little pigs for real (pigs for real)

Busted,
His spot's in pieces
Layin' over the ground
Can't seem to find the piggies
‘cause there's no one around
I see'em
Runnin' out the woods
And into the town
The place they're goin' is their brother's spot
So they can lay down (for reala)
His house is made of bricks
It looks really sturdy
I huff and puff and blow but man it just don't seem to be workin'
I'm sayin'
Hmmm.
So what am I gonna do?
Please let me in pigs I just wanna be friends

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Bridge:
Out