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Stop jerkin off, and eat your chicken baby
It's like a colony of hungry ants down here
So I keep dancing with this deadweight round my ankles
And it thickens every time I turn away
There's something spartan in the way we choose our battles
There's something spartan in the way we cast our stones
It takes a bit more than a kiss for the princess to awaken
And a bit less than a fuck for her to stay awake

So dont go away
Be my view for today
I just wanna see something lovely as I look outside my window it's
It's like a system here
Another day, another year
Another joke, another beer
And I'm sleeping through

Stop jerkin off, and eat your chicken baby
It's a free country
We can be elitist if we want
They say if we phrase it right
They'll eat it off our fingers
And if we don't well then they won't

The astrologers look at a sky and point their fingers
And the philosphers look down at us and point their toes
Is it the way we close our eyes?
Is it our hair?
Is it the breathmints?
You know we speculate
But in the end do we really know?

So don't go away
Be my view for today
I just wanna see something lovely as I look outside my window, it's
It's like a system here
Another day, another year
Another joke, another beer
And I'm sleeping through
(lots of ahs and oooooos)
Stop stop stop stop .........

Stop jerkin off, and eat your chicken baby
Its like a colony of hungry ants down here
Stop jerkin off, and eat your chicken baby   It's like a colony of hungry ants down here   So I keep dancing with this deadweight round my ankles   And it thickens every time I turn away   There's something spartan in the way we choose our battles   There's something spartan in the way we cast our stones   It takes a bit more than a kiss for the princess to awaken   And a bit less than a fuck for her to stay awake      So dont go away   Be my view for today   I just wanna see something lovely as I look outside my window it's   It's like a system here   Another day, another year   Another joke, another beer   And I'm sleeping through      Stop jerkin off, and eat your chicken baby   It's a free country   We can be elitist if we want   They say if we phrase it right   They'll eat it off our fingers   And if we don't well then they won't      The astrologers look at a sky and point their fingers   And the philosphers look down at us and point their toes   Is it the way we close our eyes?   Is it our hair?   Is it the breathmints?   You know we speculate   But in the end do we really know?      So don't go away    Be my view for today   I just wanna see something lovely as I look outside my window, it's   It's like a system here    Another day, another year   Another joke, another beer   And I'm sleeping through   (lots of ahs and oooooos)   Stop stop stop stop .........      Stop jerkin off, and eat your chicken baby   Its like a colony of hungry ants down here