| 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 |