Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chicken Wings, artist - The Beautiful South. Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
Chicken Wings |
| Well I always knew you’d take the crutches |
| and not the skis |
| 1 always knew you’d take the stilts |
| and then your knees |
| When God gave you the sky |
| I knew you’d take the trees |
| Son you’ve grown those chicken wings |
| You just can’t fly |
| They anchored our dream yacht to ocean bed |
| chained our ideal home to bicycle shed |
| Clamped our racing car before we sat in driver’s seat |
| Tied our shooting stars and wrapped them round a tree |
| We could’ve courted Einstein |
| could’ve courted Marx |
| we could’ve gone for strolls |
| like other families do in parks |
| Son you were born a dud |
| in a family without sparks |
| Yes you’ve got those chicken wings |
| You just can’t fly |
| The chequered flag |
| that losers despise |
| never flew in our port |
| or harboured in our eyes |
| Cause we always formed that queue |
| for second prize |
| This family’s got those chicken wings |
| we just can’t fly |
| Our winning tickets ripped up into shreds |
| The tale of this family, is its heads |
| We’re bouncing on a pogo stick |
| without any springs |
| It hurts me to admit this |
| but we’ve got those chicken wings |
| Yes you’ve got those chicken wings |
| and all the luggage that the failure brings |
| Is a swallow flying high that sings |
| Look he’s got those chicken wings |
| He may as well die |