hot leg – chickens lyrics
all on my own and i just can’t cope
i haven’t seen a hot dinner or a bar of soap
since you left me bereft of hope
now all i ever seem to do
is mope around my tiny little council flat
nothing up my sleeve, nothing under my hat
and the clock just keeps on ticking
there’s n-body here but this chicken
and the clock just keeps on ticking
there’s n-boty here but us chickens
all on my own and it echoes when i cough
my life seems to flutter by like a moth
shaking all the empty cans, nothing but froth
nothing to cook with and nothing to eat off
came the wheels, down fell the facade
i thrilled to your squeals as i twisted my blade
and the clock just keeps on ticking
there’s nothing here but this chicken
and the clock just keeps on ticking
there’s n-body here but us chickens
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