Later on that when I thought I'd had I sat down in a and Over drugs I up some dew-soaked lettuce Picked by hands on a bed of Pearl encrusted Well the waiter's name was and He me how his aunt Who had 47 And how always planned To grow the smallest in All the kingdom's "They're poor," he said "but and Well that's really counts" And evening after Their 20 day They'd sleep imagining That restaurant far fat fucks in designer suits Would order deals The smallest portions of Tiny morsels for their
Still the blood it And the get stricken See everybody's searching for...that attitude
My Porsche got in traffic and My said get real How you get me stuck here How d'you think that made me I got a Yamaha 5 A bike was I needed my name spelt on the number plate Like Paul on speed Yes my girlfriend's name is But she the K is silent Put the H the A or She "rilly violent" She designer jewels And she's got clothes Which go with her mouth Eyes, ass, tits and
And she another line And she's talking finger And that's my signal to our for...that attitude chicken
A breed fills the need Is to feed The endless
Yes it's time For all you kittens get hip and do...attitude chicken
Now when she comes she screams designer At precisely the moment Loud enough so the hear And think I'm really considerate like that Which is why I guess I her And by that I hope you don't That I am trying to Her uniqueness or her To find some lovers And express sexually In attempting to The inner self that every modern In the Has a democratic to Which I as man Of course respect and And indeed can empathise Appreciate, for and sympathise with And any reference I might To her Has been vetted and of by the Woman's
Still the get hatched And the the thicken See everybody's looking for...that chicken
Neatly packaged For all the little it's the interest lobby For multi-cultured times The Correct Are the of our time When the freedom of ideas makes man civilised
Let's drag out the old If he's still and kicking And go off in glory for that...attitude chicken
Gobble, gobble, gobble, Cluck, cluck, cluck, Attitude
I'd rather be a hammer a nail
*written by Bob *taken the album "The Happy Club"