Don't blow your sunshine up my
Big bad wolf come right on in
I'm your little pig here within
Don't blow your sunshine up my
Big bad wolf come right on in
I'm your little pig here within
You think you're big, you're bad, you're good
You're just another wolf in this pig's hood
You run your mouth spewing lies
Can't catch me and that's no surprise
You better find some other house to blow down
One where there ain't no pigs around
House of straw. House of sticks
Can't shake this house of bricks
House of straw. House of sticks
Can't shake this house of bricks...
Can't shake this house of bricks
Don't blow your sunshine up my
Big bad wolf, what happened to you?
You never learned to speak about what was true
But now I'm aware about what you said
Little Red Riding Hood, grandma's dead
I've said everything I can say to you
So go ahead, do what you do
You know that truth and lies don't mix
Like dead pigs in a house of bricks
House of straw. House of sticks
Can't shake this house of bricks
House of straw. House of sticks
Can't shake this house of bricks
House of straw. House of sticks
Can't shake this house of bricks
House of straw. House of sticks
Can't shake this house of bricks
You huff, you puff, you blow yourself down
You huff, you puff, you blow yourself down
You huff, you puff, you blow yourself down
You huff, and you puff, and you blow yourself down
Smoke Blower