five little pigs

five little pigs
tails twisting in the wind
noses flying high in the air
acting like they've never sinned
but they couldn't quite get it there

five little pigs
channel surfing a TV show
passing whiskey in a bourbon bottle
huffing and puffing, taking a blow
their old engine at full throttle

five little pigs
smoking a stack
packing their bags for Phoenix
and they weren't supposed to be coming back

sipping sour home-brewed beer
they kept drinking until they made it disappear
and I heard their rebel yell
one pig stumbled and the other pigs fell

the air was thick they couldn't see
a big bad wolf cut down the last tree
it was an old big cottonwood
they wanted to save it but never could

five little pigs
squealing in their pickup driving away
i wonder where they are today
there is no water underground
and no good cropland can be found

i'd just like to know
which way did they eventually go?
five little pigs
last seen near San Bernardino
out of gas and out of wind
acting like they've never sinned