The bitch of getting older is its easy to forget Try to get the image but you get the sillhoette They're rounding up the cameras, Exposing all the rolls Cause the taking of the pictures is the stealing of the soul We're hanging out of taxis, squirming in our seats We do a little bit of shopping down on Chicken Street Rolling on the carpets with the candy and the bribes He's explaining all the stitching and the colors of the tribes Grocery teller please forgive me For talking out of place But your AK47 is pointed at my face I need a little bit of sugar, some blessings for my meat Everybody's hungry down on chicken street Chorus : Baby's away in the mountains We're calling her home in the light of day I need another sack of silver Some lemons and some bread Multi colored tapestries to wrap around my head Everybody's got a strategy, a way for getting old A tragedy of battle, A coffee can of coals Biblical adventures of the people that you meet Listen to the stories down on chicken street Chorus Nothing is familiar, you wonder where you are Look up to the sky and see a different set of stars Baby baby baby I'm so sorry what I said Can you pay the million dollars they're asking for my head Lawdy Lawdy mama you're a bundle of surprise Hard to get your temperature, You've covered up your eyes Watch the little children playing in the bricks It's a peaceful easy feeling but you gotta know the trick A hundred different drummers, A hundred different beats Everybody's got the rhythm down on chicken street Chorus 2x
(featuring Dave Schools)