Henhouse

Tear a lying tongue out by its roots

feed it to the mice round the chicken coup

sister come a running to sound the alarm

there's hell in the hen house and blood in the barn

Now a damn fox does what a damn fox does

sneaking and a stealing and looking for a buzz

and the rooster is a devil with talons and a comb

when the sun comes up he don't crow, he moans

The fireworks stared on the fourth of July

place your bets on which one dies

the fox is killer, the fowl's a maniac

they favor small faces to Fleetwood Mac

hey, hey

Mama better let that gravy simmer

Daddy gonna be a little late for dinner

feathers are flying all around the farm

there's hell in the hen house and blood in the barn

There's a shed out back where grandpa's been

he's waitin for the south to rise again

don't light a match if you go inside

smells like hadacol and formaldehyde

He's been in this world for a pretty long time

says 2 nickels ain't worth a dime

he's slow as molasses, he's wrinkled and mean

he don't like Yankees or lima beans

Blackbird swiped him a pocket knife

he don't care much for the neighbor's wife

she called him a rube, a cracker and a menace

worst he ever was was a seventh day Adventist

He fell in cahoots with a rock and roll band

turned up drunk and tattooed in Japan

he couldn't commit wholly to the devil's side

his ink reads six six five point nine

Now back to the rooster and the damned old fox

one of em's dead like a car on blocks

Grandpa's a cussing and sister's bout to cry

blackbird said he was baked in a pie

Yelling and a squawking and screaming and a bawling

the phone is ringing, preacher is a calling

can't talk now there's a ruckus at the gate

I guess salvation gonna have to wait