Jerk Chicken
Don't roast me, I'm already baked
Let's keep things spicy and nicely arranged
How tasteless, I'm shameless
Lay this to rest
I'm one of the best
Come on and tell me a joke
Make it deadpan and dry as a bone
Darker than a murder of crows in Vantablack
Don't stretch, and turn into stone
Keep this up, you'll wind up alone
Don't stretch, and turn into stone
Keep this up, you'll wind up alone
What a joke
Don't roast me, I'm already baked
Let's keep things spicy and nicely arranged
How tasteless, I'm shameless
Lay this to rest
I'm one of the best
Come on and tell me a joke
Make it deadpan and dry as a bone
Darker than a murder of crows in Vantablack
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
Feed these vultures
Their chagrin
Give an inch and
They'll eat your skin
Feed these vultures
Their chagrin
Give an inch and
They'll eat your skin
And passing screech
Has let you spread your wings
Jerk Chicken
Take one last flight
As thunder crashes
Rise from the ashes
Let's keep things spicy and nicely arranged
How tasteless, I'm shameless
Lay this to rest
I'm one of the best
Come on and tell me a joke
Make it deadpan and dry as a bone
Darker than a murder of crows in Vantablack
Don't stretch, and turn into stone
Keep this up, you'll wind up alone
Don't stretch, and turn into stone
Keep this up, you'll wind up alone
What a joke
Don't roast me, I'm already baked
Let's keep things spicy and nicely arranged
How tasteless, I'm shameless
Lay this to rest
I'm one of the best
Come on and tell me a joke
Make it deadpan and dry as a bone
Darker than a murder of crows in Vantablack
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
The flaccid sword of Damocles
Could never ever frighten me
Feed these vultures
Their chagrin
Give an inch and
They'll eat your skin
Feed these vultures
Their chagrin
Give an inch and
They'll eat your skin
And passing screech
Has let you spread your wings
Jerk Chicken
Take one last flight
As thunder crashes
Rise from the ashes
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Smilovitch, Daniel Smilovitch, Joseph Anidjar
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