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