The three little pigs
Were blown out of their digs
And their houses and huts were despoiled
The Wolf huffed and puffed
Till the pigs cried enough
How can this wicked monster be foiled?
Two piggies were eaten
Before he was beaten
Down the chimney the wolf was hard boiled
It’s no wonder why I turned out like I did
Remembering my bed time tales as a kid
It’s no wonder why I turned out like I did
Remembering my bed time tales as a kid
A boy strong and proud
Climbed way up to the clouds
On the product of magic bean spillage
Brave and Defiant
He swindled the giant
Who’s wealth came from plunder and pillage
Then he picked up an axe
Gave the bean-stalk some whacks
Dumped the giant on most of the village
It’s no wonder why I turned out like I did
Remembering my bed time tales as a kid
It’s no wonder why I turned out like I did
Remembering my bed time tales as a kid
In the dark of the night
I wake with a fright
The blanket over my head
You say I’m insane
But it’s stuck in my brain
Rumpelstiltskin’s under my bed
Some call it obscene
But the violence on screen
Fits the internal turmoil and drama
Those buckets of gore
Were spilled ages before
George Romero, Hitchcock, Or De Palma
And our fears and our stress
Through-out time’s been expressed
Through the fairy tale’s symbolic trauma
It’s no wonder why we turned out like we did
Remembering our bed time tales as kids
It’s no wonder why we turned out like we did
Remembering our bed time tales as kids
It’s no wonder why we turned out like we did
Remembering our bed time tales as kids
It’s no wonder why we turned out like we did
Remembering our bed time tales as kids
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Larry Juris Lyrics – Bed Time Tales