Phillipa chicken

i got wings, i got arms, i got shrinks
i got bombs, i got guns, i got brains
so there’s no point in your warbird
she’s no point in denying
i got guns, i got bombs, i got brains
and i won’t fall for you

take me up to a warmer place
i got eggs, i got feathers, i got brains
and there’s no point in your warbird
she’s no point in denying
i got bombs, i got guns, i got brains
and i won’t fall for you…

i got brains, i got feathers, i got hands,
i got friends, i got ammo, i got plans
so there’s no point in your warbird
she’s no point in denying
i got guns, i got arms, i got plans
and i won’t fall for you
and i won’t fly for you…