Pig pog, filthy hog
Sounds like he smells like an old hot dog
Sty shy, but he likes like I
looking at the birds like heu0027d like to fly
Oh, I donu0027t know
I donu0027t know a sausage from a sausage roll
Oh, but I can see
that the pig has a living and a right to be
Big brown pig he lie
Lying in the mud like he donu0027t care why
Pig he starts to move
Tapping on the ground with his greasy hooves
Oh no, heu0027s gone too far
Pig in the middle with my guitar
Swill and shrill he cry
with a sound so sour made me ill inside
Pig pad, drive me mad
Lying in the slop with the time weh ad
How long `til he runs along
Runs like he eats like he writes a song
So now, now I know
living with a pig is a big no no
No more food you see
So Iu0027d better eat the pig
or the pig will eat me.