The Residents - What Have My Chickens Done Now? lyrics

Old Woman: What have my chickens done now Young Girl: She took a mouse out of a pouch And made me put it in my mouth 5 Sisters: We call out her name And beg for a shaming Young Girl: She made me spit and shake and scream She made me make myself unclean Old Woman: She calls out my name But I'm not to blame, but Maybe my chickens know how Old Woman: I don't know why she told on me I'm sick and sad and eighty three Young Girl I knew when I named her The devil had claimed her Old Woman: It must be my chickens somehow They accused my daughter and Scratched her on the face and hand They bite their toungues and bear their teeth Then they scratch me til I bleed 5 Sisters: As long as she remains We will keep her in pain I know her chickens are foul Old Woman: I know I'm not to blame But I'm tired of the bloodstains I have to find a way out Under stress I did confess Just to make them stop, I guess What can my chickens do now? 5 Sisters: We knew if named her God would not claim her Old Woman: My pain was in vain For they were all against me 5 Sisters: Around her neck they tied a noose And they k**ed her family, too Young Girl: Only her chickens know now