Chip the CHiP They Might Be Giants

Chip the CHiP
Chip the CHiP
Is he human or is he a beast?
He’s the ugliest sworn officer in the
California Highway Police
If you drive too fast he’ll eat your face
Pass him on the left he’ll eat your face
And if you talk back he will eat what’s left
Of your face, Chip the CHiP

There he is, in pursuit
It’s his favorite part of the gig
Chip the CHiP is so hungry
His lunch is gonna be
Everything under your wig
Though you don’t deserve what’s coming next
I hope your life was filled with happiness
You’re going to briefly spend what’s left of it
With the CHiP, Chip the CHiP

Life in prison would be better than the teeth
Of the CHiP, Chip the CHiP
Lethal injection would be a welcome relief
From the CHiP
Chip the CHiP
Chip the CH-CH-CH-CH- CHiP