Do The Headless Chicken (song)
| Name | Do The Headless Chicken |
| Album/single | It's A Go |
| Length | 7.16 |
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| First live performance | |
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| Writer/composer | The Headless Chickens |
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Information
This is a cover of The Headless Chickens' song of the same name. It was recorded live to air at the Rooftop Cafe for 3RRR, Melbourne and mixed by David Wernham.
Lyrics
A blanket settles on my backyard The silence makes me lazy Electricity eats the brain Fill my head with novocaine Red rage on a cool blue day And I have to fight to lose my way Would you like to buy a flower? Would you like to see me crawl? In the penny arcade with the china cups The waitress does not love me She has no sympathy She's been here since a quarter to three Take away the buddy system Take away the bloody sun I'm gonna put a hook into the fish that spawned me Watch it drowning in the twentieth century Oh, do the headless chicken Altogether now, fingers clicking You're not safe in mother's arms Look out You nearly missed the point You nearly missed me The summer of love is over So get a job Buy a car Eat shit Well I can't find the reason for this dumb thing anymore One of these days and it wont be long It's gonna be easy to get things done Tired Of happy Waste not Want not You could stay right here with me You could stay right here with me But you run back to mother's arms Who knows what goes on? Disgustingly Dirty Life's the party That I could leave You could stay right here with me You could stay right here with me But you run back to mother's arms Who knows what goes wrong? The right wing of the same old school Always laugh at accidents You see them everywhere Pointing a bone at the niggers and faggots The Japanese want to capture the world on film You see them in the afternoon Down at the rising sun Bowing to the lord of the smoking mirror And those boys who go through so much trouble To be Rasputin's double They look so grand behind the big car doors With the girls who remind you of weeping sores You called and you found me out You left a word of advice Don't make fun of people with guns Don't tell lies to people with knives You nearly missed me You nearly missed the point Oh, do the headless chicken Altogether now, fingers clicking You're not safe in mother's arms Look out
