Know Your Chicken — текст песни (cibo matto)

16 years ago, one day,

I was walking down the street

I was cruising in brooklyn

You know what I mean?

Something was cooking,

But wasnt yet a chicken.



There was a man,

Selling chicks in a box.

He said, 2 for 1, but 3 for 2.

I said, thats not bad,

Heres money for you.

One was magenta,

The other was blue.



I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken



One day, the blue one went away.

The other grew up fuckin well.

She was noisy every night.

I had always chicken-bite.



Then I met a lover

One night, she made me dinner.

Licking finger, I wondered

Where she got the chicken.

Then I met a lover.

One night, she made me dinner.

Licking finger, I wondered

Where she got the chicken.



I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken



Spare the rod and spoil the chick

Before you go and shit a brick.

Spare the rod and spoil the chick

Before you go and shit a brick

Spare the rod and spoil the chick

Before you go and shit a brick

Spare the rod and spoil the chick

Before you go and shit a brick



I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken



She went to college to study anatomy

I followed her fathers butchery

We got 2 babies. is it cool?

One was magenta, the other was blue.



I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken

I know my chicken

You got to know your chicken...