Green Jelly – Three Little Pigs – Video and Lyrics

Have you ever heard the story of the Three Little Pigs as told by Green Jelly?

This one was one of my favorites in my teen years. It is the story of the three little pigs modernized to some very simple music, shouted into a microphone, and told through the magic of Claymation (this is real claymation with time lapse clay figures, before CGI)

Normally I would tell you to crank it up, but better just to make it so you can hear the voice, I have a feeling this song at loud volumes would definitely give you hearing damage, if not brain damage.

Enjoy

Lyrics – Green Jelly – Three Little Pigs

Why don’t you sit right back and I
I may tell you a tale, a tale of 3
Little pigs and a big bad wolf

Well, the first little piggy
Well, he was kinda hick
He spent most of his days
Just day dreamin’ of the city

And then one day he bought a guitar
He moved to Hollywood to become a star
But living on the farm he knew nothing of the city
Built his house outta straw, what a pity?

Then one day
Jammin’ on some chords
Along came the wolf
Knockin’ on his door

Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin
Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin

Well, I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in

I’m huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’
An’ I’ll blow your house in

Well, the second little piggy
Well, he was kinda stokin’
Spent most of his days just a ganja smokin’
Hoppin’ and a boppin’ down on Venice beach
Gettin’ paid money for religious speech

Built his shelter from what he garbage picked
Mostly made up of old cans and sticks
Then one day he was crankin’ out Bob Marley
Along came the wolf on his big bad harley

Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin
Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin

Well, I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in

I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’
An’ I’ll blow your house in

Well, the third little piggy
The grade A student, his daddy was a rock star
Named Pig Nugent, earned his master’s degree
From Harvard college

Built his house from his architect knowledge
A tri level mansion
Hollywood hills
Daddy’s rock stardom
Paid for the bills

Then one day came the old house masher
The big bad wolf the little piggy slasher

Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin
Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin

Well, I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in

Huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’
An’ I’ll blow your house in

Well, the big bad wolf, well, he huffed and he puffed
All that he could and low and behold
The little piggy’s house stood
It’s made out of concrete the little piggy shouted

The wolf just frowned as he pouted
So they called 911 like any piggy would
They sent out Rambo just as fast as they could

Yo wolf face
I’m your worst nightmare
Your ass is mine

Well, the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see
And that’s the end of story, for you and me
But still give a listen, you just may
Hear the big wolf and little piggies say

Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin
Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin

Well, I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
Blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
Blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
Blow your house in

Huffin’ and puffin’ and
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’ and
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’ and
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and I’ll puffin’ and
I’ll blow your house in

And the moral of the story is
That bands with no talent
Can easily amuse idiots
With a stupid puppet show

Ween – If You Could Save Yourself, You’d Save Us All – Lyrics and Video

It has been a while since I posted some music here, though I listen to it constantly as I work and write.

One song I have been listening to by Ween I thought I would post here, because it is just so filled with powerful emotions, and has many parts to it I think we can all relate to from one point of our life to another.

I was not able to find the official video to this song if there is one, but this fan made video with the works of a very good sand artist is very interesting and is worth watching in its own right.

Ween – If You Could Save Yourself, You’d Save Us All – Lyrics

On a free ride home from the embassy
I saw the governor, and his lover holding hands
When I got to my place, I emptied my suitcase
And opened the windows wide

If you could save yourself, you’d save us all
Is that what you called me for, is that why you’re knocking on my door?
The time I’ve spent, working myself to death
Thought that’s what you wanted
I thought you needed my help
To make it good again, to make us strong
To make you happy, to push you along
And gain some respect, to be thrown a crumb
I was on my knees, when you knocked me down

The wheels fell off, the bottom dropped out
The checks all bounced, I came in your mouth
Your mother came calling but there was no one around
The trash caught fire when the leaves turned brown
The vultures were circling when the circus left town
I left you a note but I wrote it in disappearing ink

If you could save yourself, you’d save us all
Is that what you called me for, is that why you’re knocking on my door?
The time I’ve spent, working myself to death
Thought that’s what you wanted
I thought you needed my help
To make it good again, to make us strong
To make you happy, to push you along
And gain some respect, to be thrown a crumb
I was on my knees, when you knocked me down

Crank it up and enjoy.

Ween – If You Could Save Yourself, You’d Save Us All – Lyrics

Society – Lyrics and Video Eddie Vedder – Jerry Hannan

I love this song, it shares many of the same opinions about modern society that I also feel.

Apparently the Lyrics were written by Jerry Hannan

Oh, it’s a mystery to me
We have a greed with which we have agreed
And you think you have to want more than you need
Until you have it all you won’t be free

Society, you’re a crazy breed
Hope you’re not lonely without me…

When you want more than you have
You think you need…
And when you think more than you want
Your thoughts begin to bleed
I think I need to find a bigger place
Because when you have more than you think
You need more space

Society, you’re a crazy breed
Hope you’re not lonely without me…
Society, crazy indeed
Hope you’re not lonely without me…

There’s those thinking, more-or-less, less is more
But if less is more, how you keeping score?
Means for every point you make, your level drops
Kinda like you’re starting from the top
You can’t do that…

Society, you’re a crazy breed
Hope you’re not lonely without me…
Society, crazy indeed
Hope you’re not lonely without me…

Society, have mercy on me
Hope you’re not angry if I disagree…
Society, crazy indeed
Hope you’re not lonely without me…

Here is Jerry Hannan singing this song, which he wrote, Eddie does have a better voice as far as I am concerned, but credit should be given to the lyrical master.

Caution Mosh Pit – Funny Slam Dance Shirt

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I still remember my first Butthole Surfers concert. When the band came on and started playing, the people started to twist, turn, and jump around while bouncing off one another.

At first it was fun, there was even one very hot girl that kept bouncing and bumping into me. In turn, I started bouncing and turning back into her. Suddenly something hit me in the back of the head, I think it was an elbow, I turned around and saw a big angry guy bouncing around looking at me, the girl bounced into me again, in a very pleasing way, then this guy jumped and twisted his elbow across my mouth.

Around me the people all seemed to raise all their elbows up a bit, some smacked this guy, who then smacked other people. Next thing I knew there were elbows flying everywhere. It was not so fun anymore.

As my vision got blurry, I felt there should have been a a sign “Caution Mosh Pit”.

Butthole Surfers Who was in my Room Last Night Lyrics:

I’m flying, I’m flying
All night long my body burned
the sheets were wet and cold
the lights were on my eyes were gone
any second lose control
the pounding on my window is just the pounding in my head
I wonder who was in my room last night,
who the hell was in my bed?
Ahhh!
There must have been a body there
I swear I felt some flesh
it took a little time
but I figured they were mine
there were fingers goin down my chest
my mouth went through the ceiling and my body fell through the floor
I couldn’t find the key cause there was no one I could see
and someone had moved the door
Ahhh!
The cops the priest the crisis line,
And no one really had a clue
no one could tell who abducted me,
Or exactly what I should do
my throat was dry and my hopes were high,
but nothing really ever got said
Who was in my room that night,
who the hell was in my bed?
AHHH!

Kings of Leon – Closer – Lyrics and Unofficial Video

This song has a really eerie sound to me, I when ever I listen to it I find myself filled with emotions. I was amazed to find out Kings of Leon are all family members,  three brothers and a cousin.

Anyhow its not so much about where they came from as what they produce, here are the lyrics, make sure you click on the video so you can have a listen to the incredible song.

Stranded in this spooky town
Stoplights are swaying and the phone lines are down
This floor is crackling cold
She took my heart, I think she took my soul
With the moon I run
Far from the carnage of the fiery sun

Driven by the strangled vein
Showing no mercy I do it again
Open up your eye
You keep on crying, baby
I’ll bleed you dry
The skies are blinking at me
I see a storm bubbling up from the sea

And it’s coming closer
And it’s coming closer

You, shimmy shook my bone
Leaving me stranded all in love on my own
What do you think of me
Where am I now? Baby where do I sleep
Feel so good but I’m old,
2000 years of chasing taking its toll

And it’s coming closer

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