Spitting Image

Original Air Dates: 1984 - 1996  (UK)

The Chicken Song 

It's the time of year, now that spring is in the air when those two wet gits, with their girly curly hair.
Make another song, for moronic holidays that nausiate-ate-ates in a million different ways
From the shores of Spain, to the coast of southern France.  No matter where you hide, you just can't escape this dance.

Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose.  Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes.
Paint your left knee green, then extract your wisdom teeth form a string quartet, and pretend your name is Keith.

Skin yourself alive, learn to speak Arapahoe.  Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo
Eat a Renault 4, wear salami in your ears.  Casserole your gran, dis-embowel yourself with spears

The disco is migrating, the sound is loud and grating.  It's truly nauseating - let's do the dance again..

Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose.  Buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes.
Yes you'll hear this song, in the holiday discos and there's no escape, in the clubs or in the bars.
You would hear this song, if you holidayed in Mars.

Skin yourself alive, learn to speak Arapahoe climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo.
Now you've heard it once, your brain will spring a leak and though you hate this song you'll be humming it for weeks.

Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deck-chair up your nose buy a Jumbo-Jet, and then bury all your clothes.  La la la la la la la . . .
(voice in the background at the end: "'ay - we had a laugh!