Big Chook

And I have to say that it's been an absolute pleasure

But I must admit that all this leisure is leavin' me amiss

Some burnt out, fuck a riot

I remember how you fish

For all the best bits that I need

And a little bit for yourself

Go on and give us another kiss

Someone wants to display the cult

Waco, Hitler, Abbott, fucked

I was science fiction and sex addiction

Outback incest shutdown, done

Run off strangers, you're not my son

You Big Chook, belief, no love, white teeth

Big rabbit, bad habit

Some lizard got his gizzards

Put it in a volcano, drive it down to Mexico

Get a couple of packs a No-Doze

Put the whole lot up your nose

Come on and eat a piece of yourself

You look great in Speedos

But how's your mental health?

You got no love, no food, no health, no breath

Well, I don't dance and I don't party

But if you wanna get shifty, we'll get arts and crafty

Goodnight, fuckers, I have nothin' more

I realized that the bosses are worse than the whores

No woe to me, I can leave when I please

And I thank you all for that

I wish I counted how many times I spat

You Big Chook, belief, no love, white teeth

Big rabbit, bad habit

Some lizard got his gizzards

Put it in a volcano, drive it down to Mexico

Got a couple of packs a No-Doze

And put the whole lot up his nose