Chicken Songtext
von Weeping Tile

Bus fare, no luck
Are we there?
Where the fuck are we?
Puerile, hapless
Going to a strapless party

We′re checking your toes for leeches
Checking your hair for lice
Blue sandals, white beaches
It's the heat that makes it feel so nice

You got it all over your fingers
I want to park it with the blue rinse midway swingers
Playing under the tent at the point at the end
With the chips that you get that you haven′t bent
I'm not ready for it yet

The night is a wave of the day
Making way for romance
Lathered in cream at the scene of a perfect lie


Checking your toes for leeches
Checking your hair for lice
Blue sandals, white beaches
It's the heat that makes it feel so nice

You got it all over your fingers
I want to park it with the blue rinse midway swingers
Playing under the tent at the point at the end
With the chips that you get for a free chicken dinner bent
I′m not ready for it yet
I′m not ready for it yet

You got it all over your fingers
I want to park it with the blue rinse midway swingers
Playing under the tent at the point at the end
With the chips that you get for a free chicken dinner bent
I'm not ready for it yet
I′m not ready for it yet
I'm not ready for it
I′m not ready for it
I'm not ready for it yet