Captain Kitten's Chicken Fried Cats

Genuine Georgia peach, wrapped in daisy dukes damn near fell off of my stool when she walked through the room she had a velvet drawl, I had to have it all Her eyes kept on beggin' me to peg her up to the wall heeeee heeee hoooweee yee hee hooowee yee hee hooowee I kissed a Japanese girl made me say please wouldn't let me up to her room till I crawled on my knees she wore a silken robe, preferred stayin' at home skin so soft, it would make ya cry and never wanna roam heeeee heeee hoooweee yee hee hooowee yee hee hooowee I love 'em all shapes and sizes, I love 'em every shade I love it when the sit on my lap and say, 'Darlin', ain't this great!' I love it when we're gettin' along and even when we don't- I love it when they let me get their goat and I love it when they sing the songs I wrote heeeee heeee hoooweee yee hee hooowee yee hee hooowee I met a Mexi-Cali senorita- trash talkin', no one could beat her The way she sound whisper'n my name, made me just wanna eat her. we would dance all day, we would baile all noche standing up or lying down, hizo mi vida mas dulce heeeee heeee hoooweee yee hee hooowee yee hee hooowee I saw an Irish lass, with an empty glass offered her pint after pint and she out drank my ass we went from pub to pub, spun yarn for yarn rolled around in the seaside grass and sang dirty songs till morn. heeeee heeee hoooweee yee hee hooowee yee hee hooowee I found a creole gem, way down in Alabam she'll cook the ice right off your soul then make you call her ma'am she loved the rhythm and blues, but hated wearing shoes when it came to the game of love, she knew all the rules I love 'em all shapes and sizes, I love 'em every shade I love it when the sit on my lap and say, 'Darlin', we got it made!' I love it when we're gettin' along and even when we don't- I love it when they let me get their goat and I love it when they sing the songs I wrote and I love it when they sing em note for note I love it when they sing the songs I wrote (yeeheewhooweeX3) chickenfriedcats.com #country #outlaw #LiveMusic #americana #mountainmusic #texafornianoutlawcountry #texafornia #chknfrydcats #captainkittens #grassvalley #nevadacounty #countrymusic #countrymusicians #chickenpickin #chickenpicking #pedalsteel #feelgood #feelgoodmusic #newclassic #classcrass #cannabiscountry

It was a shit show from the get go—honey, you’ve got some nerve If I saw you on the sidewalk, I’d be tempted to swerve But I’m just the same as you—popsicle sticks and glue Please, show me what to do cuz I’ve been doing it wrong Show me what to do—I’ve been doing it wrong So don’t fall in love with me (x2) Unless you wanna see the rest of your life thru shit colored glasses Don’t fall in love with me Don’t fall in love with me (x2) You won’t think I’m so sweet when I’m sucking your soul and wasting the meat Honey, don’t fall in love with me There’s something in your lips or on your fingertips Reminds of all the motion pictures that I missed But if reading is for the deaf—I’ll go and fake my own death Just to see the grimacing from my best friends To see the grimacing of my best friends chickenfriedcats.com

Pigs flew down- cut my flowers to the ground Guessing that they really like the smell- oh well Those pigs stole my fruit- they ripped it up by its fuzzy white roots Who the hell knew hell could be this cold? I thought I had won. All my troubles were done I even bought me some guns and a jacked-up jeep- they weren't cheap. Now, I've always heard- when countin' unborn birds, you better get an extra basket or two before they pull the rug out from you Pigs flew down- cut my flowers to the ground Guessing it was their favorite shit to roll in Those pigs stole my fruit- they ripped it up by its fuzzy white roots Who the hell knew hell could be this cold? Imagine my shock- those hogs cut my locks They were dressed for war with their guns all drawn, in my front lawn Well I was just drinking coffee- I'm not General Gadhafi But buddy it ain't no fun when the fudge hits the fan, ya understand? Pigs flew down- cut my flowers to the ground Guessing that they really must love the smell- oh well Those pigs stole my fruit- they ripped it up by its fuzzy white roots Who the hell knew hell could be this cold? Now unemployment don't bring much enjoyment at least not like a trip to Thailand could But its good enough... ah, hell, it looks like you called my bluff I'm broke, ain't got no smoke and my dicks in the dirt- and it hurts I'm broke, ain't got no smoke and my dicks in the dirt- and it hurts Pigs flew down- cut my flowers to the ground Guessing it was their favorite shit to roll in Those pigs stole my fruit- they ripped it up by its fuzzy white roots Who the hell knew hell could be this cold? This cold day in hell is growing old..

Christ came down to pass the crown around to anyone who’d get down and live forever He said “die here today and quit waiting away your days, dissolve into the place from whence you came” Look now at the birds and lilies—is it silly that they do not work? And at the end of the day, are you angry at the lazy jerks? For following good weather and pruning their pretty feathers Trading in their words and letters to make a joyful noise Forgive and be forgiven, love is its own reward Good lord watches us from the inside, no one gets ignored The first coming’s not thru and the second can never come true Unless we, I mean me and you, we all come too The judge that won’t budge when bringing down his sword Subjects himself to the whims of the hateful hordes Thank heavens that the spell casting the fires of hell Is extinguished in the well of our welcome Christ he came down and passed the hat around Laying low to the ground don’t you miss his gaze Still raising the dead with nowhere to lay is head Were you listening when he said he’d been here all along

i wanna ride with the satyrs, wanna live till the living is done pan up the faders--wanna hear the sounds they make as I'm moving on lend me some creedence, this water just aint clear enough to drink dont care what you're saying--so long as you're saying exactly what you think chorus i was a pink face baby came out green as the land i was a pink faced baby turned black and blue and now im tan i was a pink faced baby born as yellow as the yolk i was a pink faced baby better read than the butt of your jokes follow my lead--smoke this weed--and your head can catch up with your feet im a rutting goat stuck in a rut nothing but you gets me moving must be your musk fueling my lust--all my engines have been fuming perhaps its our nature to act like vapor--expand and then release cant stop till my body pops and the buzzards finally have their feast

Pissin' off the porch, pissin' out the winder- if you're gonna bitch- pop your floppy in a blender. Pissin' off the porch, pissin' out the winder- If you're gonna cry about it you can stuff a cinder I'll piss all over this goddamn floor if I have an inkling piss anywhere I bloody well please when I have been drinkin' I'll trash my house, shoot my car, try and piss on the ceilin'- If you don't pay the bills here you can keep your feelings to yourself to yourself Pissing off the cops, pissing off the hippies If you got a problem- get some cream for your lippies pissing off the cops, pissing off the hippies If you're gonna suck- heres some jizz for your sippy I'll piss all over this goddamn floor if I have an inkling piss anywhere I bloody well please when I have been drinkin' I'll trash my house, shoot my car, try and piss on the ceilin'- If you don't pay the bills here you can keep your feelings to yourself to yourself chickenfriedcats.com

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