Buster - moe.

Buster looked out of his window

He pointed up to the sky

They say pigs see the wind blow

They say do or die

Just between you and me my friend

He had a rotten twin who’s evil knew no end

Was the runt from a litter of two

Hey now Buster, what you gonna do?

Pig can fly

Pig can fly

Pig can fly

Pig can fly

He was a swine who wore fancy clothes

Referred to his snout as a nose

Preferred the company of snakes and bees

Drank cognac and ate Gouda cheese

Now Buster he was much bigger than that

All fresh, fly, dope, and fat

Had a dream he could fly like a bird

Up so high not an oink could be heard

Pig can fly

Pig can fly

Pig can fly

Pig can fly

Well the swine changed his name to Link

His gears cranked, sputtered, and spewed forth hate

Had a plan with a rotten stink:

Convince Buster he could aviate