Paul Austin Kelly - Big Bad Rap Lyrics
Let me rap a little bit about the Big Bad WolfBecause in chasing little pigs he made a big bad goofYou know it would have done him better to remain aloofBut his appetite was getting in his wayWhen he met the little pig whose house was made of strawYou know he never should have said a wolf was at his doorHe could have said he was delivering a pizza, sureBut no, his appetite was getting in his waySo when he's huffin' and a-puffin' up his big bad chestThat little pig jumped out the window, he was heading westAnd Wolfie he was pickin' straw out of his vestBecause his appetite was getting in his waySo then he runs until he comes upon that house of twigsSlides his eye up to the keyhole and he sees two pigsThey're just sitting back and laughing in their twiggy digsAnd Wolfie's dreaming of a piggy-wig flambéSo he was poundin' at the door and screaming “Bacon, Ho!”“I'm gonna slice you, dice you, here I go!”The little pigs are truckin' out their twiggy digs back door‘Cause Wolfie's appetite was getting in his wayBy the time he was arrivin' at that house of bricksThere were the Three Little Pigs just gettin' their kicksYou know that Wolfie's just a-jumpin' to get in his licksAnd put some Piggly-Wiggly sausages awayAnd since he couldn't huff and puff and blow that house awayHe's climbing up on to the roof and down the chim-nye-ayeBut hey, he slid into a pot of boiling water, Ray!And the piggies feasted on him all the dayNow you should try to learn a lesson from this Big Bad DopeIf you've got appetites like him then keep them on a ropeJust keep a calm cool head and then you've got some hopeOf keeping appetites from getting in your wayAnd that's my Big Bad RapMy Big Bad RapBig Bad RapYeah, my Big Bad Rap
