I live half a mile
From a thirty foot chicken
His purple beak towers in the sky
The air is filled
With the smell of deep frying
And the roar of the truckers going by
I can feel the grease
Soaking through my skin
I'm poly-unsaturated
Slippery as sin
Giant Chicken, Giant Chicken
Giant Chicken, Giant Chicken, yeah
I've got a long dirt driveway
I can't afford gravel
My house is made of corrugated tin
I heat the whole damn place
With a modified diesel
Burning oil that the chicken's frying in
I brew it up
In a still in the quarry
When my furnace glows
It smells like calimari
Giant Chicken, Giant Chicken
Giant Chicken, Giant Chicken, yeah
The know-it-all townies all say
We've got a desecrated mountain
And we've laid it to waste
But the tourists don't see it that way
And they pay good money
For the finger licking taste
There's no stopping progress
Man this place is hopping
Ever since the casinos rolled in
We're a little short on water
But that'll never stop them
Who around here needs a plan?
The gambling commission's
Got their pockets full of chips
And the outlet mall
Is gonna make us all rich
Giant Chicken, Giant Chicken
Giant Chicken, Giant Chicken, yeah
Giant Chicken, Giant Chicken
Giant Chicken, Giant Chicken, yeah
Chords:
E7-A-D verses and chorus
A-D-E7, A-D-B7 bridge
© 2006 - Charlie Cheney