Out of the rain, got soaked in the drizzle Cigarette won't light, just gives a fizzle Caught in the night - chewing fat, caught on gristle Words for a rizla But I'm given a game, no name just a twisted tale Like the tail of a pig, my friend regales A story so cold down my spine runs a shiver "Starts with piggy in the middle, ends with piggy in the mirror" The taunts and the jeers made the kid turn bitter His anger and hate each day would get bigger He swore he would change, the runt of the litter So he'd let them know how he felt He'd slay and he'd slice, sing a song with his knife He'd play all the games, but he wouldn't play nice If you look in the mirror and you say his name thrice Like "Here piggy, pig, pig" Chills down your spine like you're losing your mind Uh, cos the Pig Man, he comes Eyes on your back raising hairs on your neck Uh, cos the Pig Man, he comes Killing your time, now he's killing your swine Uh, cos the Pig Man, he comes Lock up your doors and shut your windows, but still the Pig Man he comes Tension running down my spine, teeth grind in the mirror, I'm standing No light from the landing adds to the doubt in my mind as I'm gasping. Lasting Thoughts from before of the door to door slaughter. Sort of unsure but I know that I ought to Put a stop to this vicious superstition. All my derision hung, drawn, and quartered. Thought that I saw him on the stair but there was nothing there But the weight of the air. Got a scare as my hair stood on end - God send me strength Slam the door, snap the lock. I take no more, let's toughen up Staring in the mirror with breath bated. I said the words, and I waited. A voice in your head, hiding under your bed Uh, cos the Pig Man, he comes Springing his trap as you feel your neck snap Uh, cos the Pig Man, he comes Falling apart, not alone in the dark Uh, cos the Pig Man, he comes Lock up your doors and shut your windows, but still the Pig Man he comes