This song is, quite literally, written from the perspective of a Hot Chicken.
Their inspiration? Jack Black’s interview with Eric Andre.
[Verse 1]
Call in a favour, I need to contain it
And I'll be the razor, if you wanna play
And I know it's dangerous, well, honey, what can I say?
'Cause I'm just a prisoner to the golden snake
[Verse 2]
Feel the frustration push its way 'round my veins
Tense and outrageous, like a hit of cocaine
Try to embrace it, it's the only way
'Cause I'm just a prisoner to the golden snake
[Chorus]
So I hold these chains and walk
And I could just stay, wasting away
I've been looking for a reason to draw the line
And I could just stay, wasting away
[Verse 3]
Is this my purpose, or was it born in the flames?
I'm feeling impatient, I'm pretty sick of the games
And I am a puppet without any strings
I'm lost in the vortex of the golden snake
I've been devoured and soon I'll be waste
Soak up the poison, I had to give it a taste
And you'll lay the flowers along to my grave
'Cause I'm just a prisoner to the golden snake
[Chorus]
So I hold these chains and walk
Into the serpent's cage
So I hold these chains and walk
And I could just stay, wasting away
I've been looking for a reason to draw the line
Well, I've been in pain, permanently
Oh, don't trust the snake (Don't, don't, don't)
And I could just stay, wasting away
I've been looking for a reason to draw the line
And I could just stay, wasting away
[Outro]
Try to keep my head in between the lines
Couldn't look away from the serpent's eyes
Totally vacant and hypnotised
Oh, save me
Try to keep my head in between the lines
Couldn't look away from the serpent's eyes
Totally vacant and hypnotised
Oh, save me
Hot Chicken was produced by Callum Howell.
Ocean Alley released Hot Chicken on Tue Apr 28 2020.