Hog Calling Contest

B741

Yeah, well, I'm sweating
And I'm puttin' lipstick on
Happy in mud
I'm going the whole hog

When pigs fly, I'll be on the flight
B741

Take my gift, it's made of mud
A masterpiece, a work of art
Take back your coin for I have no use
I'm happy in my own refuse (I'm happy in mud)

But I'm in a poke (I'm in a poke)
I'm casting pearls before me (I'm casting pearls)
I'm on your back (I made a silk purse)
I made a silk purse from my ears (from my ears)

When pigs fly, I'll be on the flight
B741

Here, piggy, piggy, piggy

Callin' out my battle cry
Tryna find my partner in crime
Tryna woo the sow in the heat
Woo, pig, sooie

I wanna wine and dine you, I'm a feral swine (dine)
That'd turn down Miss Piggy to make you mine (mine)
When hell freezes over
When the fat lady sings 'til she's blue in the face
What if the rabbit eats the king cobra?
Does that mean the turtles win the race?

When pigs fly (when pigs fly)
I'll be on the flight (b741)

We've come a long way from the sty and the farm, son
I'll be flying high first class with my piggy chumps

When pigs fly, I'll be on the flight
B741

I got sweat beading down my spine
That's the feeling of a swine taking off

This flight's gonna crash
And then my hooves start to thrash
And then my teeth start to gnash
Until we hit the ground

There ain't no mud in the sky
And I'm cruising on high altitude on this flight b741

And I'm cruising on high
Oh, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Stuart Mackenzie, Nicholas Craig, Ambrose Kenny Smith, Joseph Walker, Michael Cavanagh, Lucas Harwood
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