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Steak for Chicken Lyrics
<i>Her verses</i>
Mardi Gras came and went
All my money has been spent
How am I going to pay the rent
Sitting on my ass?
Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I going to stick my dick in?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
My 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
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
Different dreams than yesterday
Tell your grandmas they’re okay
Kiss their cheek and run away
Because me and my friends are so smart
We invented this new kind of darts
Hit a bullseye and cut a fart
Smoking crack and cutting crack
Who missed that thing on the ceiling?
Who is going to hurt my feelings?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Even your mother is a crook
But if I get a closer look
There’s shit on every road you took
If you don’t believe me, read your book
Somebody's making a killing
Whose empty heart needs filling?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
<i>His verses</i>
Mardi Gras came and went
All my money has been spent
How am I going to pay the rent
Sitting on your face?
Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I going to stick my dick in?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
My former life I was a high roller
Dropped my kids in the diamond stroller
Found my calling as a part time bowler
Treated my wife for a new three-holer
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
Tell your grandparents that they’re gay
Steal their money and run away
Because me and my friends are so smart
We invented this new kind of art
Post-modernist, throwing darts
Smoking crack and cutting crack
Who mistook this crap for genius?
Who is going to stroke my penis?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Oh, people are shiny like a brand new book
But if you get a closer look
There’s shit on every hand you shook
If you don’t believe me, look at your hand
So who made all these things for killing?
Whose pussy hole needs filling?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
(Him) Who am I going to stick my dick in?
(Her) Who mistook the steak for chicken?
(Together) We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
All my money has been spent
How am I going to pay the rent
Sitting on my ass?
Who am I going to stick my dick in?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
I abused her and I dissed her
She got swept up in a twister
First I laughed and then I missed her
Who fucked up that Leaning Tower?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Different dreams than yesterday
Tell your grandmas they’re okay
Kiss their cheek and run away
We invented this new kind of darts
Hit a bullseye and cut a fart
Smoking crack and cutting crack
Who is going to hurt my feelings?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
But if I get a closer look
There’s shit on every road you took
If you don’t believe me, read your book
Whose empty heart needs filling?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
All my money has been spent
How am I going to pay the rent
Sitting on your face?
Who am I going to stick my dick in?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Dropped my kids in the diamond stroller
Found my calling as a part time bowler
Treated my wife for a new three-holer
Who fucked up that Leaning Tower?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Live on birthday cake each day
Tell your grandparents that they’re gay
Steal their money and run away
We invented this new kind of art
Post-modernist, throwing darts
Smoking crack and cutting crack
Who is going to stroke my penis?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
But if you get a closer look
There’s shit on every hand you shook
If you don’t believe me, look at your hand
Whose pussy hole needs filling?
We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
(Her) Who mistook the steak for chicken?
(Together) We’re not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Song Info
Submitted by
i Heart Thursday On Nov 19, 2004
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theyre 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.
Can't say I can relate to the song. Still good, nonetheless.
my pussy hole needs filling, thats what this song means to me
that last verse under her verses, the first line should be "somebody's making a killing"
But 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
to 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
My 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.
"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.
"There's shit on every hand you shook If you don't believe me, look at your hand"
Words to live by.
My 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.