Beautiful South - Chicken Wings lyrics

Well in always knew you And not the skis A always knew you And then your knees When God gave you the sky I knew you Son you You just can They anchored our dream yacht to ocean bed Chained our ideal home to bicycle shed Clamped our racing car before we sat in drivers seat Tied our shooting stars and wrapped them round a tree We could Could We could Like other families do in parks Son you were born a dud In a family without sparks Yes you You just can The chequered flag That never losers despise Never flew in our port Or harboured in our eyes Cause we always formed that queue For second prize This family We just can Our winning tickets ripped up into shreds The tale of this family, is its heads We Without any sprigs It hurts me to admit this But we Yes you And all the luggage that the failure brings Is a swallow flying high that sings Look he He may as well die