Winston Apple

Lyrics

THIS LITTLE PIGGY
(Lyrics and music by Winston Apple)

This little piggy went to market
This little piggy stayed home
This little piggy likes roast beef
And this little piggy leaves the cows alone
This little piggy’s going “wee, wee, wee” – she must be a party girl
I’m trying to see if she’ll go “wee, wee, wee” with me all around the world

Slip off your shoes and lay down beside me
I’m wanna tell you all about your toes
I’m gonna call them “piggies” but don’t let that fool you
Just paint your pig nails red and let yourself go

This is a piggy on a natural high
This a piggy on drugs
This little piggy is filled with hate
This little piggy’s in love
And this little piggy is an alcoholic, but doing his best to deny it
This little piggy doesn’t seem to need drugs to live a happy life
So I say to her -

Slip off your shoes and lay down beside me
I’m wanna tell you all about your toes
I’m gonna call them “piggies” but don’t let that fool you
Just paint your pig nails red and let yourself go

Well I met three little piggies who all agreed there is just one God
But they could not agree on His name
So, they’re waging holy wars
Call it jihad
Call it a crusade
There are a whole lotta people dying either way

This little piggy is a Muslim
This little piggy is a Jew
This little piggy is a Christian
I believe in Love
How about you?

Slip off your shoes and pray now beside me
We’ve got to pray that these piggies find a way
To give up the anger that is fueling their hatred
And give peace a chance
Let us pray

This little piggy spews hatred every day through the radio waves
These little piggies put on shows of their own, when they say the money he made
And these little piggies tune in every day to fill their minds with hate
While these little piggies play video games – pretending to kill and maim
But you and I know better, Babe, we’ve got better games to play
So, won’t you slip off your shoes we’ll slip into silence
That’s something many piggies never do
They’re wired into TVs, computers, and cell phones
That’s no kind of life for me and you
So, slip off your shoes and lay down beside me
I’m wanna tell you all about your toes
I’m gonna call them “piggies” but don’t let that fool you
Just paint your pig nails red and let yourself go
Just paint your pig nails red and let yourself go
Slip off your shoes…
Lay down beside me

© 2011 Gary Winston Apple
Used by permission. All rights reserved.