Chords for piggie pie with lyrics
Tempo:
75.05 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G
C#m
Em
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
On a time there were three little pigs who went out into the big world to build their homes and seek their fortunes.
[C#]
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 [G] moonshine.
A typical redneck filthy fucking swine.
I roam into town with my axe and my holster.
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy monster.
The sheriff at the border, he tried to [G] take me out.
I [C#] drew my axe with the quickness and cut his [C#m] Adam's apple out.
Walked in the village [G] and to the piggy's place.
[C#] He opened up his door and shot me in the face.
[C#m] It blew me off the porch and blew my [G] head in half.
[C#] But I'm a Juggalo [D#] so it only made me laugh.
[C#] Axe in hand, I rose like the dead.
It swung with all my might and made a thump noise in his head.
We out west, I grab a [G] shotgun.
[C#] It blew his fucking tongue out the back of his cranium.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an axe.
I'm a brother town, come and get your piggy snacks.
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick.
And this little piggy is a motherfucking prick.
He lays down his rules and reads you [G] your rights.
[C#] In that funny looking car with the little blinking lights.
I drive my Volkswagen Bug, 17 feet, [C#m] packed full of Juggalos.
Lights out and we creep to the piggy station and lay [Em] on the horn.
[C#] First piggy out, we [C#m] blow his lungs out his uniform.
Now the air is out, let's start skiing huts.
[C#] But it's only two of them that must have robbed the ruts.
They call them fucking donuts, they gather [Em] up the ruts.
[C#] 25 piggies with their bulletproof guns.
You lead them on a chase, they bustin' off rounds.
But now they all fucked cause we at the carny grounds.
And they gettin' swallowed by the very [G] own [C#] greed.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, cause we need
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might juice a gun, I might choose an axe.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, come and get your piggy sacks.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might juice a gun, I might choose an axe.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, come and get your piggy sacks.
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 guard [G] he told me [C#] wait.
I snapped his fucking neck into it, slammed his nuts in the gate.
Cause him little piggy must definitely [C#m] die.
I'ma laugh his fungi off and toss it in the [C#] sky.
And then I'll watch the moon take the [G] form of the [C#m] 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 mattress stuffed with hundred dollar [C#] bills.
A richie is the devil, he [G] never will [C#] admit it.
So I'ma cut his hand off and slap his face with it.
He opened up his door, he's sleeping in his [C#m] bed.
I grabbed a brick of gold and smacked it outside his [C#] head.
He begged for his life, I [G] told him it's too [C#m] late.
He tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate [C#] cause I need
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might choose a gun, I [G] might choose an [C#] axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy [C#m] pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an [C#m] axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's [C#] axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy [C#m] pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an
[C#]
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 [G] moonshine.
A typical redneck filthy fucking swine.
I roam into town with my axe and my holster.
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy monster.
The sheriff at the border, he tried to [G] take me out.
I [C#] drew my axe with the quickness and cut his [C#m] Adam's apple out.
Walked in the village [G] and to the piggy's place.
[C#] He opened up his door and shot me in the face.
[C#m] It blew me off the porch and blew my [G] head in half.
[C#] But I'm a Juggalo [D#] so it only made me laugh.
[C#] Axe in hand, I rose like the dead.
It swung with all my might and made a thump noise in his head.
We out west, I grab a [G] shotgun.
[C#] It blew his fucking tongue out the back of his cranium.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an axe.
I'm a brother town, come and get your piggy snacks.
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick.
And this little piggy is a motherfucking prick.
He lays down his rules and reads you [G] your rights.
[C#] In that funny looking car with the little blinking lights.
I drive my Volkswagen Bug, 17 feet, [C#m] packed full of Juggalos.
Lights out and we creep to the piggy station and lay [Em] on the horn.
[C#] First piggy out, we [C#m] blow his lungs out his uniform.
Now the air is out, let's start skiing huts.
[C#] But it's only two of them that must have robbed the ruts.
They call them fucking donuts, they gather [Em] up the ruts.
[C#] 25 piggies with their bulletproof guns.
You lead them on a chase, they bustin' off rounds.
But now they all fucked cause we at the carny grounds.
And they gettin' swallowed by the very [G] own [C#] greed.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, cause we need
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might juice a gun, I might choose an axe.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, come and get your piggy sacks.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might juice a gun, I might choose an axe.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, come and get your piggy sacks.
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 guard [G] he told me [C#] wait.
I snapped his fucking neck into it, slammed his nuts in the gate.
Cause him little piggy must definitely [C#m] die.
I'ma laugh his fungi off and toss it in the [C#] sky.
And then I'll watch the moon take the [G] form of the [C#m] 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 mattress stuffed with hundred dollar [C#] bills.
A richie is the devil, he [G] never will [C#] admit it.
So I'ma cut his hand off and slap his face with it.
He opened up his door, he's sleeping in his [C#m] bed.
I grabbed a brick of gold and smacked it outside his [C#] head.
He begged for his life, I [G] told him it's too [C#m] late.
He tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate [C#] cause I need
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might choose a gun, I [G] might choose an [C#] axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy [C#m] pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an [C#m] axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's [C#] axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy [C#m] pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an
Key:
C#
G
C#m
Em
D#
C#
G
C#m
_ _ _ _ On a time there were three little pigs who went out into the big world to build their homes and seek their fortunes. _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ 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 [G] moonshine.
A typical redneck filthy fucking swine.
I roam into town with my axe and my holster.
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy monster.
The sheriff at the border, he tried to [G] take me out.
I [C#] drew my axe with the quickness and cut his [C#m] Adam's apple out.
Walked in the village [G] and to the piggy's place.
[C#] He opened up his door and shot me in the face.
[C#m] It blew me off the porch and blew my [G] head in half.
[C#] But I'm a Juggalo [D#] so it only made me laugh.
[C#] Axe in hand, I rose like the dead.
It swung with all my might and made a thump noise in his head.
We out west, I grab a [G] shotgun.
[C#] It blew his fucking tongue out the back of his cranium.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an axe.
I'm a brother town, come and get your piggy snacks.
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick.
And this little piggy is a motherfucking prick.
He lays down his rules and reads you [G] your rights.
[C#] In that funny looking car with the little blinking lights.
I drive my Volkswagen Bug, 17 feet, [C#m] packed full of Juggalos.
Lights out and we creep to the piggy station and lay [Em] on the horn.
[C#] First piggy out, we [C#m] blow his lungs out his uniform.
Now the air is out, let's start skiing huts.
[C#] But it's only two of them that must have robbed the ruts.
They call them fucking donuts, they gather [Em] up the ruts.
[C#] 25 piggies with their bulletproof guns.
You lead them on a chase, they bustin' off rounds.
But now they all fucked cause we at the carny grounds.
And they gettin' swallowed by the very [G] own [C#] greed.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, cause we need_
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might juice a gun, I might choose an axe.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, come and get your piggy sacks.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might juice a gun, I might choose an axe.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, come and get your piggy sacks.
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 guard [G] he told me [C#] wait.
I snapped his fucking neck into it, slammed his nuts in the gate.
Cause him little piggy must definitely [C#m] die.
I'ma laugh his fungi off and toss it in the [C#] sky.
And then I'll watch the moon take the [G] form of the [C#m] 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 mattress stuffed with hundred dollar [C#] bills.
A richie is the devil, he [G] never will [C#] admit it.
So I'ma cut his hand off and slap his face with it.
He opened up his door, he's sleeping in his [C#m] bed.
I grabbed a brick of gold and smacked it outside his [C#] head.
He begged for his life, I [G] told him it's too [C#m] late.
He tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate [C#] cause I need_
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might choose a gun, I [G] might choose an [C#] axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy [C#m] pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an [C#m] axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's [C#] axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy [C#m] pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ 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 [G] moonshine.
A typical redneck filthy fucking swine.
I roam into town with my axe and my holster.
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy monster.
The sheriff at the border, he tried to [G] take me out.
I [C#] drew my axe with the quickness and cut his [C#m] Adam's apple out.
Walked in the village [G] and to the piggy's place.
[C#] He opened up his door and shot me in the face.
[C#m] It blew me off the porch and blew my [G] head in half.
[C#] But I'm a Juggalo [D#] so it only made me laugh.
[C#] Axe in hand, I rose like the dead.
It swung with all my might and made a thump noise in his head.
We out west, I grab a [G] shotgun.
[C#] It blew his fucking tongue out the back of his cranium.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an axe.
I'm a brother town, come and get your piggy snacks.
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick.
And this little piggy is a motherfucking prick.
He lays down his rules and reads you [G] your rights.
[C#] In that funny looking car with the little blinking lights.
I drive my Volkswagen Bug, 17 feet, [C#m] packed full of Juggalos.
Lights out and we creep to the piggy station and lay [Em] on the horn.
[C#] First piggy out, we [C#m] blow his lungs out his uniform.
Now the air is out, let's start skiing huts.
[C#] But it's only two of them that must have robbed the ruts.
They call them fucking donuts, they gather [Em] up the ruts.
[C#] 25 piggies with their bulletproof guns.
You lead them on a chase, they bustin' off rounds.
But now they all fucked cause we at the carny grounds.
And they gettin' swallowed by the very [G] own [C#] greed.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, cause we need_
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might juice a gun, I might choose an axe.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, come and get your piggy sacks.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might juice a gun, I might choose an axe.
Dark carnival and wicked clowns, come and get your piggy sacks.
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 guard [G] he told me [C#] wait.
I snapped his fucking neck into it, slammed his nuts in the gate.
Cause him little piggy must definitely [C#m] die.
I'ma laugh his fungi off and toss it in the [C#] sky.
And then I'll watch the moon take the [G] form of the [C#m] 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 mattress stuffed with hundred dollar [C#] bills.
A richie is the devil, he [G] never will [C#] admit it.
So I'ma cut his hand off and slap his face with it.
He opened up his door, he's sleeping in his [C#m] bed.
I grabbed a brick of gold and smacked it outside his [C#] head.
He begged for his life, I [G] told him it's too [C#m] late.
He tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate [C#] cause I need_
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy die.
I might choose a gun, I [G] might choose an [C#] axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy [C#m] pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an [C#m] axe.
I'm a buff and bound, come and get your piggy's [C#] axe.
Three little piggies are trying to get piggy [C#m] pie.
There's nothing like this when you hear a piggy [C#] die.
I might choose a gun, I might choose an