chickenheads (chorus) Bwok bwok, chicken chicken Bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy please whateva) Bwok bwok,...
(butch walker & chrystina lloree) Well the shit town people drive their shiny cars, But...
[Verse 1:] Circling your, your circling, your circling your head contemplating everything you ever said...
In the never ending circle where The powerless meet There grows a struggle from the...
you see me smile but you paint an ugly face everything you do is all...
(gun club) I can see clearly from my diamond eyes...
I've grown tired, of the words of the single man...
I surely knew it was a trap ye Yet my...
I can sense it all around me There's somethin' in...
Hey mister with your iron feet yeah Never waver from...
Just as sure as that suns gonna shine When he...
The devil's brand is on my bones An' from inside...
High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low There's a ghost...
Ain't none ever seen the face of his foe no...
All the widows watch Through all window sills Hair raisin'...