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Album Cover of The Chicken Song

The Chicken Song is a 1986 song, and one of the most memorable, from Spitting Image. The nonsensical lyrics were written by Rob Grant and Doug Naylor, with music by Rob Grant and singer Catherine Cawood puppet.

This song is a parody of summer holiday songs such as "Agadoo" by Black Lace.

The song, as a single, reached number 1 on the official UK Singles Chart for three weeks in 1986. It also reached number 1 in Ireland.




Lyrics[]

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The Chicken Song (1986) - Spitting Image

Video on the Official YouTube channel

It’s the time of year, now that Spring is in the air,
When those two wet gits, with their girly, curly hair, 
Make another song for moronic holidays, 
That nauseate hate, hate in a million different ways, 
From the shores of Spain, to the coast of Southern France, 
No matter where you hide, you just can’t escape this dance…


Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deckchair up your nose, 
Buy a jumbo jet, and then bury all your clothes! 
Paint your left knee green, then extract your wisdom teeth,  
Form a string quartet, and pretend your name is Keith!


Skin yourself alive, learn to speak Arapahoe,  
Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo!  
Eat a Renault Four, with salami in your ears, 
Casserole your Gran, disembowel yourself with spears!


The disco is vibrating, the sound is loud and grating,  
It’s truly nauseating, let's do the dance again!


Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deckchair up your nose, 
Yes; you'll hear this song in the holiday discos! 
And there's no escape, in the clubs or in the bars,  
You would hear this song, if you holidayed in Mars!


Skin yourself alive, learn to speak Arapahoe,  
Climb inside a dog, and behead an Eskimo! 
Now you've heard it once, your brain will spring a leak,  
And though you hate this song, you'll be humming it for weeks!


Hold a chicken in the air, stick a deckchair up your nose, 
Buy a jumbo jet, and then bury all your clothes...


La la la la la...

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