Chicken With It’s Head Cut Off

I didn’t feel much in the mood to post anything interesting this late in the evening, so I thought I would post some lyric from The Magnetic Fields instead.

Eligible, not too stupid
Intelligiable, and cute as cupid
Knowledgeable, but not always right
Salavagable, and free for the night

Well my heart’s runnin’ round like a chicken with its head cut off
All around the barn yard falling in and out of love
Poor thing’s blind as a bat
Gettin’ up, fallin’ down, gettin’ up
Who’d fall in love with a chicken with its head cut off?

Woah Nelly

My wife doesn’t understand me
Many dozens, hope to land me
I’m for free love
And i’m in free fall
This could be love
Or nothing at all

But my hearts runnin round like a chicken with its head cut off
All around the barn yard falling in and out of love
Poor thing’s blind as a bat
Gettin’ up, fallin’ down, gettin’ up
Who’d fall in love with a chicken with its head cut off?

We don’t have to stars exploding in the night
Or electric eels under the covers
We don’t have to be
Anything quite so unreal
Lets just be lovers

Well my heat’s runnin’ round like a chicken with it’s head cut off
All around the barn yard falling in and out of love
Poor thing’s blind as a bat
Gettin’ up, fallin’ down, gettin’ up
Who’d fall in love with a chicken with its head cut off?

It ain’t pretty