Stackridge - Keep On Clucking lyrics

Way down on Sam McGurkey's spread, Things are happening in his brand new shed, He's sold his wife and seven kids and bought a thousand chickens instead. The neighbourhood was full of news, about these plasticated turkey blues. That dirty no-good duck stuffing sod-buster knows how to pay up his dues. It's a narrow-headed feather-bedded supermarket superchicken time, Give a booster to the rooster have a 100% potential diamond mine, But you've got to keep on clucking or you'll end up on the factory line. Can you understand the reason why all our feathered friends should have to die? We can only wait until it's too late and judgment pa**es us by. So don't forget to spare a dime for your chicken-hearted happytime And be sure to lend a hand to every man who moves out of line. Six lonely bantams walking on the wall, Along came a farmer and now there's none at all. One went to Tesco, two went to hell. The rest are pushing daises because they wouldn't sell So listen all you L-brained dudes, before you open up your barbecues, Have a show-down at the hoe-down and you ain't got nothing to lose. And when you become a millionaire with many chicken houses in the air, Down on the ground the wind has changed, a lot of people will care.