Lyrics Listening To The Higsons - Robyn Hitchcock

Listening To The Higsons

Lucifer in Frognal
Listening to The Higsons
One night in November
And I thought I heard them singing
Said «I gotta let this hen out
And give this hen some eyeballs
Pecking out the lightbulb
I’m running out of living»
Won’t you see for me?
Won’t you see for me?
Listening to The Higsons
One night in November
And I thought I heard them singing
Sing «I gotta let this hen out»
The Higsons come from Norwich
And they eat a lot of porridge
But I prefer East Grinstead
I’m running out of living
Won’t you see for me?
Won’t you see for me?
Listening to The Higsons