Song for a Chicken Named Jenny (Cover)

I eat cigarettes for breakfast, and coffee for lunch

For dinner I lay in the dirt and wait for the end times to come

I wish I could tell you the truth

But when I do, it comes out sounding stupid

But meet me at four in the morning, and see for yourself

Sunrise, sunset, that's all I really gotta know

The rest is a prison that I build for myself

On my worst nights, I'd still burn down the city

Just for a peaceful night's rest

But here in your arms, my darling, I think that can wait

Or I hope it can

We murdered a chicken for breakfast, and ate it for lunch

She was beautiful, she was scrappy

She was as mean as they come

And I told her on the way to the chopping block

"Chaos reigns over us all. One day I'll be worm food

But Jenny, first it's your turn."

There's sunrise, sunset, and then there's the day that I die

All the rest is a prison, or else it's a lie

At my worst times, I'd still murder a traffic cop

To get out of a ticket

But here in your arms, my darling, police don't exist

Or I hope they don't

I hope they don't

I hope they don't

I hope they don't

I hope they don't

I hope they don't