Lyrics:
Held back again
Everything got quiet suddenly no Dolby
And the theater is empty
Film is flapping on the side of the projector
The reel is over
the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You
the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You
the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You
the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You
We heard your flags and your banners flapping
We felt the air from from your hands all clapping time
In time
I'm sure your time is not so far away
the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You
the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You
clover
Flapping umbrellas fill the lanes
My London Bridge in rain again
Oh! England, my Lionheart!
Peter Pan steals the kids in Kensington Park
You
hung musty
The travel posters were flapping in the wind
So we moved through the dust and gloom
Playing waiting games in the waiting-room
Lay our
Trailing on next to sick
Only broken magic sticks
Evil pins never snare
Figured out how to get nowhere
Flying lead-filled flapping gills
Phantom God
We heard your flags and your banners flapping
We felt the air from from your hands all clapping time
In time
I'm sure your time is not so far away
of winter they give a cold triumphant shout
All that stays is dying all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight
Flapping and a-racin
Held back again
Everything got quiet suddenly no Dolby
And the theater is empty
Film is flapping on the side of the projector
The reel is over
Mademoiselles
You end me, pal
Second bottle
Ah, she looks for me
Bonnet flapping
Yapping
Ruff
Chicken
Pastry
Yes, she looks for me good
Let her
feeding
Like a top hat tipping
Like a dropped rat skipping
Like a tin horn glowing
Like a gin storm blowing
Like a neck tie flapping
Like a rich guy
the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You
Unaware of how in love lack was with she
One day she quit flapping her arms at last
Convinced that she'd accomplished nothing at all
When lack heard this
little red MP
Yellow flapping hopelessly
Tory like the cat with the cream
Tory like the cat with the cream
I studied you in history
I studied in
a tear
To make me notice
You started to shout
Then you and all your midgets
Started flapping your
Tiny arms all about
They said
You were a wise man
Stadium
2nd base, right over there
I see Grandma in her rocking chair
Watching linens flapping in the breeze
And all the fellows choosing up their teams
the funky chicken, y'all ready?
You raise the left arm up
And your right arm too
Let me tell you just what to do
Start both of 'em to flapping
You
[Liffy Stokes]
Its been a lot of shit talking go flapping
Nigga fuck this rapping
I'm about scrapping busting caps in killing motherfuckers napkin
I'm all
Idiot groups with no shape or form
Out of their heads on a quid of blow
The shapeless kecks flapping up a storm
Look at what they are: a pack
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