the edited chickens

When your chickens come home to roost you'd better have a plan.
When your chickens come home to roost you'd better have a plan.
When they come marching up your street
with so much vengeance in their beaks
down your drive, over your fence
pages full of evidence

When the feathers fly and flap in your face
you'd better have a plan
When they squawk and screech and scratch at your door
you'd better have a plan

They come from North they come from South
they come from East and West - you'd better have an out
They come by land they come by air
they come from underground - you'd better be prepared

When the feathers fly and flap in your face
you'd better have a plan
When they squawk and screech and scratch at your door
you'd better have a plan

under your boards and in your roof
with photographs all full of proof
won't do no good
to say you've got an alibi
when they're sharpening up their beaks
to tear the lids back from your eyes

When the feathers fly...


this is a precursor to mud ...the vigilantes are out to get the guy then in mud he gets to have his reply. we did it at bp the other night. mlj played the johhny marr guitar.