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billy ray cyrus - guns, gold & guitars lyrics

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[verse 1]
yeah, old cooter jumped up from a bad dream
on the dawn of the day of the dead
and when a plant split his brain like a light beam
made a suit out of chicken bone heads
then he clucked and he crowed down to main street
while the flock fell deep into his trance
and as the news crew caught it for the tv
the hens sang while the chicken-man danced

[pre-chorus]
said the chickens are troubled
the p–p’s aimed at the fan
we’re tired of livin’ on double
we’re sick of trickle-down plans
we’re tired of peckin’ for a penny
and no corn in the stew
we’re sick of bad for the many
and bein’ great for a few

[chorus]
life in the coop is gettin’ real tough
the tractor’s runnin’ but the wheel’s stuck
we’re out here lookin’ for the real stuff
yeah, the chickens want guns (they want guns)
and gold (gold), and guitars
yeah, they really need guns (guns)
and gold (gold), and guitars

[verse 2]
and so the chicken-man roostered in the courthouse
bad eggs went walkin’ ’round armed
but when yard-birds landed down at fort knox
it tripped several federal alarms
so the congressmen staggered into action
made a law for the troops to respond
but all the seals whipped out telecasters
and cut down on the chicken-man song

[pre-chorus]
they said the chickens are troubled
the p–p’s aimed at the fan
we’re tired of livin’ on double
we’re sick of trickle-down plans
we’re tired of peckin’ for a penny
and no corn in the stew
we’re sick of bad for the many
and bein’ great for a few

[chorus]
life in the coop is gettin’ real tough
the tractor’s runnin’ but the wheel’s stuck
we’re out here lookin’ for the real stuff
yeah, the chickens want guns (guns)
and gold (gold), and guitars
yeah, they really need guns (guns)
and gold (and gold), and guitars (yeah)

[guitar solo]

[chorus]
life in the coop is gettin’ real tough
the tractor’s runnin’ but the wheel’s stuck
we’re out here lookin’ for the real stuff
yeah, the chickens want guns (they want guns)
and gold (and gold), and guitars
yeah, they really need guns (they need guns)
and gold (gold), and guitars
yeah, they really need guns (they need guns)
and gold (gold), and guitars (yeah)

[outro]
yeah, they really need (guns)
yeah, they really need guns (gold), and gold, and guitars (guitars)
guns, and gold, and guitars
yeah, they really need (guns), and gold, and guitars

- billy ray cyrus lyrics

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