"Steak for Chicken" as written by and Kimya Dawson Adam Green....
Mardi Gras came and went
All my money has been spent
How am I gonna pay the rent?
Sitting on your face (sitting on my ass)

Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I gonna stick my dick in?
We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.
My former life, I was a high roller (my former life, I had a sister.)

Walked around in a diamond stroller ( i abused her and I dissed her)
Found my calling as a part-time bowler (she got swept up in a twister)
Traded my wife in for a new three holer ( first I laughed and then I missed her)
Who mistook these baths for showers?

Who fucked up that leaning tower?
We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.
Oh get on a greyhound and ride away
Live on birthday cake each day (different dreams than yesterday)

Tell your grandparents that they're gay (tell your grandma, you're okay)
Steal their money and run away (kiss her cheek and run away)
'Cause me and my friends are so smart
We invented this new kind of art: (we invented this new kind of dart:)

Post-Modernest Throwing Darts (Hit A Bulls-eye, cut a fart)
Smoking crack and cutting...crack
Who mistook this crap for genius? (Who is dancing on the ceiling?)
Who is gonna stroke my penis? (Who is gonna hurt my feelings?)

We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.
Oh people are shiny like a brand new book (even your mother is a crook)
But if you get a closer look (but if I get a closer look)
There's shit on every hand you shook (there's shit on every road you took)

If you don't believe me, look at your hand (if you don't believe me, read the book)
Who made all these things for killing? (somebody's making a killing)
Who's pussy hole needs filling? (Who's empty heart needs filling?)
We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.

Who mistook the steak for chicken?
(Who am I gonna stick my dick in?)
We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.


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"Steak for Chicken" as written by Kimya Dawson Adam Green

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    General Commenttheyre songs are hilarious. but if you truly listen and kinda think about them theyre profound. moldy peaches talk about lifes contradictions in every song. they make me have mental orgasms every time i listen to them.
    potatomonsteron May 26, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General CommentCan't say I can relate to the song. Still good, nonetheless.
    a town like parison July 14, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General Commentmy pussy hole needs filling, thats what this song means to me
    triciaagogoon August 07, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthat last verse under her verses, the first line should be "somebody's making a killing"
    sporkifyon March 14, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentBut if you get a closer look
    There’s shit on every hand you shook
    If you don’t believe me, look at your hand

    Haha... priceless. That line cracks me up everytime I hear it
    spaaaaagetttion April 04, 2005   Link
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    General Commentto me this song is about not being those kids sitting on the couch. it's about looking for fun, adventure, excitement, drugs, and a warm soft place to stick your cock
    Cyrus_and_Jeffon October 06, 2006   Link
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    General CommentMy former life I had a sister
    I abused her and I dissed her
    She got swept up in a twister
    First I laughed and then I missed her

    great lyrics.
    shewouldnton December 24, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"Oh get on a Greyhound and ride away
    Live on birthday cake each day
    Tell your grandparents that they’re gay
    Steal their money and run away"

    brilliant.
    steakforchickenon January 10, 2007   Link
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    General Comment"There's shit on every hand you shook
    If you don't believe me, look at your hand"

    Words to live by.
    frankiefanon January 31, 2007   Link
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    General CommentMy friend and I used to sing this song loudly in the halls of our school, while he played the guitar. It's so obnoxious. I love it. He moved 38743 miles away, though. Great times, nonetheless.

    I agree with Cyrus and Jeff's interpretation of the lyrics.
    Junnieon February 03, 2007   Link

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