Three Little Pigs ft Razurwulf [Blackline Audio]

///*****/// [Stereo expanding] [Stereo widening] [Intro – spoken word | close mic] "This is a story you’ve heard before. Three pigs. Three houses. One wolf. Same storm. Same breath. Different choices. Some people build to be done. Some build to be safe. This is what happens when the wolf comes knocking at your place." [Riff drop – full band] [Verse 1] The first little pig had a quick little plan Dry yellow grass tucked in his grubby hands Stacked it up fast Tied it with twine Said “That’s enough I’ll be fine I’ll be fine” Then came the wolf with a murderous smile The beast was hungry, hadn’t eaten in a while He laughed at the walls made of twine and straw The wolf cried “Little pig, little pig, let me in” The pig replied “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin” [Chorus] He huffed He puffed He blew that house down You could hear the rumble As the walls began to crumble Run pig Run pig You got nowhere to hide Run pig Run pig Soon you’ll be mine [Verse 2] The second little pig A little smarter in the head Gathered up wet earth Red-brown clay instead Hands in the mud Feet covered in filth Said “This house will stand He can't knock down what I built” The first little pig Came running inside You could hear the wolf exclaim “Come now, you can’t hide” A guttural sound Erupted from his bowels And in one swift moment He let out a deathly howl [Chorus 2] He huffed He puffed He blew that house down You could hear the splat As the house of mud fell flat Run pigs Run pigs You got nowhere to hide Run pigs Run pigs Soon you’ll all be mine [Instrumental break – 4–8 bars – low, palm-muted guitar riff. Half-time drums. No vocals. Tension build.] [Verse 3] Third little pig laid brick on brick Calloused hands never slipped Mortar set Walls pulled tight Built it slow Built it right The wolf came back with murder in his eyes Beat on the walls till his strength ran dry Clawed at the door Spat and sneered But the bricks stood firm The pigs felt no fear [Bridge – growled, low register] You can try to scare the weak You can try to crush the small But you can’t tear down What refuses to fall [Final chorus] He huffed He puffed He tried to blow it down You could hear his last breath As he crumpled to the ground No cracks No breaks All safe inside No more running No more hiding The wolf had died [Post-chorus – half time] If you build it fast — it’s destined to fall If you build it soft — you’re destined to crawl If you build it strong — it’ll stand through it all [Outro – spoken word | dry, low] So be prepared, ye listeners. For when the wolf comes knocking at your door. [End]