Back To The Chicken House
Lyrics
If you want me you know where to find me, I've got no time for all those silly goodbyes
Just around the corner is the place to see, have a good time while there's no reason Why
I put my money in a pillow, they can't tax what they can't find
I stack my bottles above the window, I'll reach a different state of mind
I'm going back to the Chickenhouse, I'm going back to the Chickenhouse yeah
I'm going back to the Chickenhouse, I'm going back to the Chickenhouse yeah
Don't try to take me away from pleasure, what you don't know won't be changing your Mind
I've found my own slice, slice of the treasure, the walls of my palace won't be mattress Lined
Don't want no more, more of the yelling, look around you for the feeling is high
In the backroom their souls are selling, do some living till it's your turn to die
I'm going back to the Chickenhouse, I'm going back to the Chickenhouse yeah
I'm going back to the Chickenhouse, I'm going back to the Chickenhouse yeah
I'm going back to the Chickenhouse, I'm going back to the Chickenhouse yeah
I'm going back to the Chickenhouse, I'm going back to the Chickenhouse yeah
Writer(s): Michael Richardson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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