Once upon a time there were three little pigs
  who went out into the big world
  to build thier homes and seek thier fortunes.
    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 holster
  Everybody knows about the wicked piggy boaster
  The sherrif 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 and to 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 tounge out the back of his cranium!!
    CHORUS:
  Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
  There's nothing like a 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
    The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
  And this little piggy is a mother fuckin dick
  He lays down his rules and reads you your rights
  In that funny lookin car with the little blinkin lights
  I drive a volkswagon bug 17 deep
  Packed fulla Juggalos, lights out and we creep
  To the piggy station and lay on the horn
  First piggy out- we blow his lungs out his uniform
  Now they in persuit like Starski and Hutch
  But theres only two of them-the rest are out to lunch
  They call up Dunkon Doughnuts to gather up the rest
  25 piggies with they bullet-proof vests
  We lead them in a chase,they bustin off rounds
  But now they all fucked cuz we at the Carney grounds
  And they gettin swallowed by their very on breed
  DARK CARNIVAL and wicked clowns because we need....
    CHORUS 2xs
    The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
  He lives in a mansion on his own private road
  I started walking down it- the gaurd he told me wait
  I snapped his fuckin neck in two and slammed his nuts in the gate
  Cuz this little piggy must defianatly die!
  How my life is lookin off and toss it in the sky
  And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil
  And pull it out the sky and beat it with a shovel
  People in my city, they fightin for they meals
  He sleeps on a matress stuffed with hundered dollar bills
  A richey is the devil- he never will admit it
  So I'm 'a cut his hand off and slap his face wit' it
  Opened up his door, he sleeping in his bed
  I grabbed a brick of gold and slapped it upside his head
  He begged for his life, I told him its too late
  And tied his neck in a knot and watch him suffocate
  Cuz I need...
    CHORUS 4x