Представляем точный текст композиции "Piggy Pie (Old School)" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста ICP (Insane Clown Posse) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Piggy Pie (Old School)» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую ICP (Insane Clown Posse) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
ICP (Insane Clown Posse) - "Piggy Pie (Old School)"
Lyrics to Piggy Pie (Old School) : 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 adams apple out! Walked in the village and to the piggys 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 Im 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 Theres nothing like a sound when you hear a piggy die I might choose a gun (NO!) I might choose an axe (YES!) The Carnivals 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 2x] 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! Im a lop his nugget 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 Im 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] [ Piggy Pie (Old School) Lyrics ]
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