Вершы: No Redeeming Social Value. 40 Oz. Of Hardcore. Chicken.

Stumble in the middle of the night
looking for a late night bite
slam the door, open the 'fridge
all you see is stale bread
wait a second there's something in foil
i hope to god it isn't spoiled
half way there i know what it is
it's the chicken i ate with Johnny Stiff
i love chicken
i like it too
we eat more chicken
than your whole damn crew
we eat much chicken
just ask these musicians
eating chicken es Redeeming religion
a leg, a wing, a breast, a thigh, a back
we love chicken - that's a fact
suck the meat right off the fucking bone
it's fun to eat with friends or dine alone
throw it on the 'que and burn it u
crispy on the outside then it's donde
a plate of wings and a bucket of hot sauce too
and to wash it down and stinky brew will do