Greasy Chicken

Alright...

There's trouble, baby

in Paradise

Your chicken's trying to slide away from you

You're past your days of harmony

When you call it back - you carouse it through

Keeping your prayers on time

Getting burnin' love in cities you can't recall

He's packin' up and shackin' up

He's leaving home

Chicken feathers and all

To the bridge boys...

Gives you daytime, and the nighttime

Is for these...

Greasy chickens

Can you stand it by your lonesome baby?

Say! Dig it!

You're livin' out your closets

You're fined a day and

So are most far behind

You defy the bill collector

With lipstick on it and a Valentine

You've seen worlds of bastards

But, better late than never - you understand

Your chicken didn't leave you for another woman

He left you for a younger man

To the bridge boys...

Push your love on the girls and bastards

And you'll be - a greasy chicken

Ha!

A greasy chicken

Good God! Sing!

A greasy chicken

Good God! Sing it!

Don't you love all your freedom baby?

You're late - Ha!

But it was I who would

Define your soul food

And with your piece of mind

No less denied

No more chicken bones

Share your love jones

Because you fellas

Can't shake the vice

Hee!

My Lord!

Greasy chicken

Big fat, greasy chicken

Sing!

Can you stand it by your lonesome baby?

Greasy chicken

Greasy chicken - sing!

Don't you love all your freedom baby?

Greasy chicken

Big fat, greasy chicken

Here go gravy!

Can you stand it by your lonesome baby?

OH! A little gravy...

Grill a little gravy...

Greasy chicken - lawd!

Don't you love all your freedom baby?

OUTRO! OUTRO! OUTRO!...