Текст (слова) песни: The Beautiful South - 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
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