Bob Geldof - Attitude Chicken Lyrics
Later on that evening whenI thought I'd had enoughI sat down in a restaurant andOver powdered drugsI ordered up some dew-soaked lettucePicked by virgin handsNestling on a bed ofPearl encrusted clamsWell the waiter's name was Renee andHe told me how his auntWho had 47 childrenAnd how they'd always plannedTo grow the smallest vegetables inAll the kingdom's land"They're poor," he said "but happy andWell that's what really counts"And every evening afterTheir 20 hour dayThey'd sleep content imaginingThat restaurant far awayWhere fat *****s in designer suitsWould order over dealsThe smallest portions of theseTiny morsels for their mealsStill the blood it clotsAnd the hearts get strickenSee everybody's searching for...that attitude chickenMy Porsche got stuck in traffic andMy girlfriend said get realHow dare you get me stuck hereHow d'you think that made me feelI got a Yamaha 5 MillionA bike was what I neededWith my name spelt on the number plateLike Paul Revere on speedYes my girlfriend's name is AnneBut she says the K is silentPut the H after the A orShe gets "rilly violent"She wears designer jewelsAnd she's got designer clothesWhich go with her designer mouthEyes, ass, tits and noseAnd she does another lineAnd she's talking finger lickin'And that's my signal to send our for...that attitude chickenA special breedThat fills the needIs bred to feedThe endless greedYes it's poultry timeFor all you little kittensLet's get hip and do...attitude chickenNow when she comes she screams designer screamsAt precisely the right momentLoud enough so the neighbours hearAnd think I'm really potentShe's considerate like thatWhich is why I guess I love herAnd by that I hope you don't thinkThat I am trying to smotherHer uniqueness or her freedomTo find some other loversAnd express herself sexuallyIn attempting to discoverThe inner self that every modern womanIn the landHas a democratic right toWhich I as modern manOf course respect and understandAnd indeed can empathise withAppreciate, articulateFeel for and sympathise withAnd any reference I might makeTo her sexuallyHas been vetted and approved ofby the Woman's CommissaryStill the plans get hatchedAnd the plots the thickenSee everybody's looking for...that attitude chickenNeatly packaged politicsFor all the little mindsit's the special interest lobbyFor these multi-cultured timesThe Politically CorrectAre the Nazis of our timeWhen it's the freedom of ideasThat makes man civilisedLet's drag out the old scapegoatIf he's still alive and kickingAnd go riding off in glory for that...attitude chickenGobble, gobble, gobble, gobbleCluck, cluck, cluck, cluckAttitude chickenI'd rather be a hammer than a nail___________________________________________*written by Bob Geldof*taken from the album "The Happy Club"
