Jerk Chicken Songtext
von Bird Problems

Don′t roast me, I'm already baked
Let′s keep things spicy and nicely arranged
How tasteless, I'm shameless
Lay this to rest
I'm one of the best
Come on and tell me a joke
Make it deadpan and dry as a bone
Darker than a murder of crows in Vantablack

Don′t stretch, and turn into stone
Keep this up, you′ll wind up alone
Don't stretch, and turn into stone
Keep this up, you′ll wind up alone

What a joke


Don't roast me, I′m already baked
Let's keep things spicy and nicely arranged
How tasteless, I′m shameless
Lay this to rest
I'm one of the best
Come on and tell me a joke
Make it deadpan and dry as a bone
Darker than a murder of crows in Vantablack

The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me

The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me

Feed these vultures
Their chagrin
Give an inch and
They'll eat your skin

Feed these vultures
Their chagrin
Give an inch and
They′ll eat your skin

And passing screech
Has let you spread your wings
Jerk Chicken


Take one last flight
As thunder crashes
Rise from the ashes