The Shade of Poison Trees

Fever Dreams

"Cluck at the Moon" by the Radioactive Chicken Heads. Guest vocals by Ronald Osbourne of Mac Sabbath.

Lyrics:
Walking in the barnyard, late last night, 
I saw a something strange in the pale moonlight. 
At that moment, I knew I wasn’t alone. 
I turned around to run back home. 
I heard a shrill squawk and then I looked back. 
A feathery bird gave my a lips a smack. 
It wasn't a kiss, it was more like a peck 
But I’d never expect what would happen next. 

I was a teenage werechicken. 
The changes happened so soon. 
Cursed with a freakish affliction 
That doomed me to cluck at the moon. 

Now, when my stomach is empty and the moon is full, 
I gotta do all I can just to keep my cool 
‘Cause I’m sprouting a beak every fourth week. 
People shriek at the sight of my poultry physique. 
Lock me up, please. I can’t be free range 
‘Cause I go in a trance and mutilate grains. 
I got scaley legs, might lay some eggs too 
Then hop up on the roof and shout “cock-a-doodle-doo!”

Cluck At The Moon

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