Chicken Songtext
von Popes of Chillitown
Chicken Songtext
Chicken tastes just like human
Can′t tell me it's the other way round cos you′re wrong
Cave paintings prove it
Yeah man's been a cannibal from day one
Can't run can′t hide from the truth yeah
Man I got your eyeball sticking in my tooth
You roll your eyes
I bite my thumb
Oh what have I become?
Don′t gimme the cold shoulder
I'm a leg man
I must say that I′m back from the dead
And I'd apologise for what it′s worth but I know that it's too late
Chicken tastes just like human
Pure mad man say that it tastes like pork
Well that′s all tall tales and it's just pure lies
Conniving fish wives' porkie pies
Before man learned to read and write
He cut off a leg with a fork and a knife
You roll your eyes
I bite my thumb
Oh what have I become?
Don′t gimme the cold shoulder
I′m a leg man
I must say that I'm back from the dead
And I′ll apologise for what it's worth
Chicken tastes just like puma
Can′t tell me that's not true man you never caught one
Tastes just like a tuna
Man, if you cook them they will come
You like your meat well done. Well done!
Well it only takes one for a movement son
You roll your eyes
I bite my thumb
Oh what have I become?
Don′t gimme the cold shoulder
I'm a leg man
I must say that I'm back from the dead
And I′d apologise for what it′s worth
I know that it's hard to swallow but you can′t deny your past anymore
Can′t tell me it's the other way round cos you′re wrong
Cave paintings prove it
Yeah man's been a cannibal from day one
Can't run can′t hide from the truth yeah
Man I got your eyeball sticking in my tooth
You roll your eyes
I bite my thumb
Oh what have I become?
Don′t gimme the cold shoulder
I'm a leg man
I must say that I′m back from the dead
And I'd apologise for what it′s worth but I know that it's too late
Chicken tastes just like human
Pure mad man say that it tastes like pork
Well that′s all tall tales and it's just pure lies
Conniving fish wives' porkie pies
Before man learned to read and write
He cut off a leg with a fork and a knife
You roll your eyes
I bite my thumb
Oh what have I become?
Don′t gimme the cold shoulder
I′m a leg man
I must say that I'm back from the dead
And I′ll apologise for what it's worth
Chicken tastes just like puma
Can′t tell me that's not true man you never caught one
Tastes just like a tuna
Man, if you cook them they will come
You like your meat well done. Well done!
Well it only takes one for a movement son
You roll your eyes
I bite my thumb
Oh what have I become?
Don′t gimme the cold shoulder
I'm a leg man
I must say that I'm back from the dead
And I′d apologise for what it′s worth
I know that it's hard to swallow but you can′t deny your past anymore
Writer(s): Jack Ashley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com