Chicken Fried Snake

I double parked the mothership at the drive-in diner motel

Chicken and Blues called to me and the small town clientele

‘Crystal’ said the name badge ‘I guess it’s a table for one?’

Tonight I’m flying solo, I’m a greedy son of a gun



Coffee or Moonshine, Whatever it takes

If you’re sittin’ in tonight

It’s chicken-fried snake



Chicken fried snake



It ain’t champagne on a Tuesday

Or Friday’s fish and chips

It’s reptile without cutlery

Serpent and Garlic Dips



I’m a rhinestone cowboy

In a nudie suit

I just ordered myself some deep-fried python boots



Ask about the menu, is that a mistake?

Ain’t you got nothin’ but

Chicken Fried Snake?



I got a one-track mind and I’m gonna go to town

Gonna chew this cobra and wash it down

Well Here comes dinner through the glory hole

With A fistful of fries and coiled rissole



I’m a rhinestone cowboy, with venom on the side

Want it done poultry style the way the colonel fried



Ask about the menu, is that a mistake?

Ain’t you got nothing but

Chicken Fried Snake



Chicken Fried Snake

Chicken Fried Snake

Chicken Fried Snake