Album: Cereal Killer Soundtrack Released: 1993
US Chart: 17 UK Chart: 5
This, and all the other songs on the album, were all first released on video in 1992. They all had videos accompanying the songs, and it could not be purchased in a music-only format. Because of this, the band billed itself as the world’s first video-only band, even though they had released an EP and some singles before the video.
The video for this song features a clay-animated reenactment of the fairy tale about the Three Little Pigs. The song tells a distorted version of the classic children’s story, with the first 2 pigs living a slacker lifestyle and the third a very successful pig who summons Rambo to kill the wolf.
This features a Beastie Boys-style rap as it tries to parody early attempts at combining rap and rock. Green Jelly was a novelty Rap/Rock outfit, and this was their only hit.
Maynard James Keenan and Danny Carey both were members of Green Jelly before forming Tool. Keenan sings the pig part on this song: “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin.”
The group was called Green Jello when this was first released, the name chosen to reflect both the hate the band had for that flavor and the sound they made. They had to change it to Green Jelly after General Foods, the owner of the Jello brand, demanded a name change.
The video was directed by Fred Stuhr, who also worked with Tool. He died in a car accident in 1997.
Three Little Pigs lyrics
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
1 (x2)
1, 2
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
(x2) Little pig, little pig, let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin (x2)
Well, I’m huffin’
I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
(x2) Huff and
Puff and
Blow your house in (x2)
Huffin’ and I’ll puffin’ and 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
(x2) Little pig, little pig, let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin (x2)
Well, I’m huffin’
I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
(x2) Huff and
Puff and
Blow your house in (x2)
Huffin’ and I’ll puffin’ and I’ll blow your house in
Well, the third little piggy
A 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
(x2) Little pig, little pig, let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin (x2)
Well, I’m huffin’
I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
(x2) Huff and
Puff and
Blow your house in (x2)
Huffin’ and I’ll puffin’ and 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 9 11
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
1 (x2)
1, 2
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
(x2) Little pig, little pig, let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny-chin-chin (x2)
Well, I’m huffin’
I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
(x3) Huff and
Puff and
Blow your house in (x3)
Huffin’ and I’ll puffin’ and I’ll blow your house in (x4)
And the moral of the story is
That bands with no talent can easily amuse idiots with a stupid puppet show
