Lyrics Foxy Music - Super Furry Animals

Foxy Music

Quite some time ago when I was younger
Maybe eight or nine
A friend of mine had nearly met his
Death before his prime
On a day out with his family now
Walking and having fun
A farmer saw his head behind a wall
And reached for his gun
He was paranoid for foxes had been
Chewing up his stock
And now he prayed for a scapegoat
To behead upon the block
Now I know that’s wrong in the first place
But it’s not the point of the song
And on this pretty 'culiar day
The farmer got it wrong
Sometimes I think (sha-la-la)
That my mind’s on the blink (sha-la-la)
Then I look back to this story
I see I do not need a shrink
You see my friend had a full head of hair
The colour of ginger red
Now in the distance the farmer looked
With a gun aimed at his head
He put two plus two together thinking
Red would equal fox
As he squeezed the trigger happily
For he was totally off his box
Well my friend was rushed to hospital
In an ambulance of grief
And his father had a heart attack
In the shock of disbelief
Sometimes I think (sha-la-la)
That my mind’s on the blink (sha-la-la)
Then I look back to this story
I see I do not need a shrink
Sometimes I think (sha-la-la)
That my mind’s on the blink (sha-la-la)
Then I look back to this story
I think I do not need a shrink
Now there’s a lesson in this story
Although it reached a happy end
That just 'cause he’s got red hair
Doesn’t mean that he’s a fox
No, just 'cause he’s got red hair
Doesn’t mean that he’s a fox