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Here's a little song about four wet pigs,
Just a little song about four wet pigs.
Two are little, two are big,
They're all dancin' at the Mudtown Jig.
The two that're little, little as an ear of corn,
Two that're big are bigger than a barn,
Bigger than a barn, taller than a tree,
When they go to the factory.
Cut 'em into bacon, slice 'em into ham,
Chop 'em into hot dogs, squeeze 'em into Spam.
Throw their little eyes out in the rain,
Throw their little eyes out in the rain,
Throw their beady little piggy eyes out into the rain,
Pickle their feet and pickle their brains.
(Oooogh.)
Here's a little story about two wet pigs,
Standin' at the slop trough smokin' their cigs.
Wishin' to god they'd never get big,
Dancin' out their hearts,
Dancin' out their hearts,
Dancin' out their hearts at the Mudtown Jig.
(Dance little piggies.)
- Album:
- The Evening Call
- Milk Of The Moon
- Over And Under
- Covenant
- Solid Heart
- Slant 6 Mind
- Further In
- The Poet Game
- Bathtub Blues
- Dream Café
- Down In There
- One Big Town
- One More Goodnight Kiss
- Songs Of Innocence And Of Experience
- In The Dark With You
- One Night
- The Iowa Waltz
- 44 & 66
- Yellow Dog
- Miscellaneous