Chicken Wings

<br>Well I always knew you`d take the crutches<br>and not the skis<br>1 always knew you`d take the stilts<br>and then your knees<br>When God gave you the sky<br>I knew you`d take the trees<br>Son you`ve grown those chicken wings<br>You just can`t fly<br><br><br>They anchored our dream yacht to ocean bed<br>chained our ideal home to bicycle shed<br>Clamped our racing car before we sat in driver`s seat<br>Tied our shooting stars and wrapped them round a tree<br><br><br>We could`ve courted Einstein<br>could`ve courted Marx<br>we could`ve gone for strolls<br>like other families do in parks<br>Son you were born a dud<br>in a family without sparks<br>Yes you`ve got those chicken wings<br>You just can`t fly<br><br><br>The chequered flag<br>that losers despise<br>never flew in our port<br>or harboured in our eyes<br>Cause we always formed that queue<br>for second prize<br>This family`s got those chicken wings<br>we just can`t fly<br><br><br>Our winning tickets ripped up into shreds<br>The tale of this family, is its heads<br>We`re bouncing on a pogo stick<br>without any springs<br>It hurts me to admit this<br>but we`ve got those chicken wings<br><br><br>Yes you`ve got those chicken wings<br>and all the luggage that the failure brings<br>Is a swallow flying high that sings<br>Look he`s got those chicken wings<br>He may as well die