[Verse 1]
Well, I always knew you'd take the crutches
And not the skis
I always knew you'd take the stilts
And then your knees
When God gave you the sky, I knew
I knew you'd take the trees
Son, you've grown those chicken wings
You just can't fly
[Pre-Chorus 1]
They anchored our dream yacht to ocean bed
Chained our ideal home to bicycle shed
Clamped our racing car before we sat in driver's seat
Tied our shooting stars and wrapped them round a tree
[Chorus]
We could've courted Einstein, could've courted Marx
We could've gone for strolls like other families do in parks
Son, you were born a dud in a family without sparks
Yes, you've got those chicken wings, you just can't fly
[Verse 2]
The chequered flag that losers
Losers despise
Never flew in our port
Or harboured in our eyes
Well, I always knew you'd take the crutches
And not the skis
I always knew you'd take the stilts
And then your knees
When God gave you the sky, I knew
I knew you'd take the trees
Son, you've grown those chicken wings
You just can't fly
[Pre-Chorus 1]
They anchored our dream yacht to ocean bed
Chained our ideal home to bicycle shed
Clamped our racing car before we sat in driver's seat
Tied our shooting stars and wrapped them round a tree
[Chorus]
We could've courted Einstein, could've courted Marx
We could've gone for strolls like other families do in parks
Son, you were born a dud in a family without sparks
Yes, you've got those chicken wings, you just can't fly
[Verse 2]
The chequered flag that losers
Losers despise
Never flew in our port
Or harboured in our eyes
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