Chicken Song

Stop jerkin' off and eat your chicken baby,
It's like a colony of hungry ants down here.
So I keep dancing with this deadweight 'round my ankles
And it thickens every time I turn away.
There's something spartan in the way we choose our battles.
There's something spartan in the way we cast our stones.
It takes a bit more than a kiss for the princess to awaken
And a bit less than a fuck for her to stay awake.

So don't go away,
Be my view for today.
I just wanna see something lovely as I look outside my window.
It's like a system here
Another day, another year
Another joke, another beer
And I'm sleeping through

Stop jerkin off, and eat your chicken baby
It's a free country
We can be elitist if we want
They say if we phrase it right
They'll eat it off our fingers
And if we don't, well then they won't

The astrologists look at a sky and point their fingers
And the philosophers look down at us and point their toes.
Is it the way we close our eyes?
Is it our hair?
Is it the breath mints?
You know we speculate,
But in the end who really knows?

So don't go away,
Be my view for today.
I just wanna see something lovely as I look outside my window.
It's like a system here
Another day, another year
Another joke, another beer
And I'm sleeping through
(lots of ahs and oooooos)
Stop stop stop stop .........

Stop jerkin off, and eat your chicken baby
Its like a colony of hungry ants down here