John Cale - Chickenshit lyrics
[John Cale - Chickenshit lyrics]
"Hi, my name is Arthur and I quit!"
Chickenshit!
"You know he said something about a
Taking a feather home for his
Wife, you know for a hat
That she was making"
"I don't- I don't know what he's
Gonna do with that chicken"
"He said he's not gonna hurt it, so
So it's OK" "Alright, fair enough"
Ain't nobody gonna waste my time
Nobody tells me what's his and what's mine
Break down a window, break down a door
Don't wanna listen to you no more
"I don't know man, I mean
It's uh, it's kinda
I'm getting kinda nervous"
"Starting to get worried?"
"I'm not qualified to"
Go on by my houses, you tear down the wall
Darling don't like it, better stay at home
I need her trouble like a hole in the head
Get out yer gun and use it instead
"Checking out, need my things? Room 42
Please" "You alright, John? You're not
Gonna hurt it, are ya?"
Wasting your time, telling me what to do
Take it or leave it or put it down
Get out of the way, don't bring it down
Gotta be, gotta be put out in the ground
Chickenshit! Chickenshit! Chickenshit!
"Oh, oh my god"
"Oh, I don't believe he did it i
Mean, I was standing right there, i
Saw the whole thing with my own
Eyes i never thought he'd do
Something like that i mean
What do you think? It was so unreal!"
Nobody gonna push me around
Nobody gonna put words in my mouth
Listen to no one, I don't get my mail
Told me a fool always ends up in jail
"What were you thinking? You said
You weren't gonna hurt it!"
"I didn't hurt it
I killed it gave it the fucking heave-ho"
Chickenshit!
"You know he said something about a
Taking a feather home for his
Wife, you know for a hat
That she was making"
"I don't- I don't know what he's
Gonna do with that chicken"
"He said he's not gonna hurt it, so
So it's OK" "Alright, fair enough"
Ain't nobody gonna waste my time
Nobody tells me what's his and what's mine
Break down a window, break down a door
Don't wanna listen to you no more
"I don't know man, I mean
It's uh, it's kinda
I'm getting kinda nervous"
"Starting to get worried?"
"I'm not qualified to"
Go on by my houses, you tear down the wall
Darling don't like it, better stay at home
I need her trouble like a hole in the head
Get out yer gun and use it instead
"Checking out, need my things? Room 42
Please" "You alright, John? You're not
Gonna hurt it, are ya?"
Wasting your time, telling me what to do
Take it or leave it or put it down
Get out of the way, don't bring it down
Gotta be, gotta be put out in the ground
Chickenshit! Chickenshit! Chickenshit!
"Oh, oh my god"
"Oh, I don't believe he did it i
Mean, I was standing right there, i
Saw the whole thing with my own
Eyes i never thought he'd do
Something like that i mean
What do you think? It was so unreal!"
Nobody gonna push me around
Nobody gonna put words in my mouth
Listen to no one, I don't get my mail
Told me a fool always ends up in jail
"What were you thinking? You said
You weren't gonna hurt it!"
"I didn't hurt it
I killed it gave it the fucking heave-ho"