49 times we fought that beast Your old man and me It had a chicken head whit duck feet With a woman's face too Aw, that's rad!
And it was waiting in the bushes for us Then it ripped off your dad's face He was screaming something awful In fact there was this huge mess And I had to change the floors The floors? You see, his blood It drained into the boards And I had to change 'em
But we all got a Chicken-Duck-Woman thing waiting for us Everyday I worry all day About what's waiting in the bushes of love Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us Something's waiting in the bushes of love Everyday I worry all day About what's waiting in the bushes of love Something's waiting in the bushes for us Something's waiting in the bushes of love
Yo never knew my dad he didn't care about me Dead horizon is all my macro-binaculars see Moisture-farming all my life and not a drop spilt My aunt and uncle, double suns and sppin' blue milk My aunt and uncle, double suns I'm sick of blue milk But then a desert hobo came and told me
We all got a Chicken-Duck-Woman thing waiting for us Everyday I worry all day About what's waiting in the bushes of love Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us Something's waiting in the bushes of love Everyday I worry all day About what's waiting in the bushes of love Something's waiting in the bushes for us Something's waiting in the bushes of love
Hold me when I open like a flower Hold me right Yeah, I ain't had to bake for a girl in a long time A long time I think my cooking's awesome I've got her picture in my photo wagon Ha Ha keep it poppin' Yeah, she'd propably love to honk tonk She'd propably love to honk tonk That's what I said
I used to ride across the desert You know, I used to glide on my speeder I pray that I don't find what I don't wanna find Waitin' for me 'round the corner Oh no no I used to ride across the desert You know, I used to glide on my speeder I pray that I don't find any more Crispy bodies by the door
49 times Yeah, it was 49 times And now it might be Waiting for you Could be hiding behind that scrap pile That's just a big cow I know you really want someone to hold you
But we all got a Chicken-Duck-Woman thing waiting for us Everyday I worry all day About what's waiting in the bushes of love Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us Something's waiting in the bushes of love Everyday I worry all day About what's waiting in the bushes of love Something's waiting in the bushes for us Something's waiting in the bushes of love
Compositor: Kevin Lee Ryan (Bad Lip Reading) ECAD: Obra #44670315