Текст песни The Beautiful South - Chicken Wings
The Beautiful South - Chicken Wings слова песни
Well I always knew you`d take the crutchesand not the skis1 always knew you`d take the stiltsand then your kneesWhen God gave you the skyI knew you`d take the treesSon you`ve grown those chicken wingsYou just can`t flyThey anchored our dream yacht to ocean bedchained our ideal home to bicycle shedClamped our racing car before we sat in driver`s seatTied our shooting stars and wrapped them round a treeWe could`ve courted Einsteincould`ve courted Marxwe could`ve gone for strollslike other families do in parksSon you were born a dudin a family without sparksYes you`ve got those chicken wingsYou just can`t flyThe chequered flagthat losers despisenever flew in our portor harboured in our eyesCause we always formed that queuefor second prizeThis family`s got those chicken wingswe just can`t flyOur winning tickets ripped up into shredsThe tale of this family, is its headsWe`re bouncing on a pogo stickwithout any springsIt hurts me to admit thisbut we`ve got those chicken wingsYes you`ve got those chicken wingsand all the luggage that the failure bringsIs a swallow flying high that singsLook he`s got those chicken wingsHe may as well die