Chicken Killer -

I knelt I aimed I missed I ran

Across the fIeld where our love began

The ears of the corn began to melt and swim

My 20/20 vision 95% dim

I bowed my head to the weight of the sun

I saw ribs sticking out through my yellow skin

I felt so tail I felt so thin

And the children were singing, «Here he comes the killer again

Here he comes the chickenkiller again»

I was shooting at the birds on the telephone lines

Putting little black holes on the speed limit signs

And tell me where she is I screamed

And tell me where it Is she’s been

Well smiling people gathered round

Wearing coloured silk under coloured lights

And paper streamers floated down

Like a skating rink or a boxing tight

And grace descended without a sound

And the children kept singing, «Here he comes the killer again

Here he comes the chickenkiller again»

I ran through that crowd calling out your dear name

To the blind the deaf the dumb the lame

But they shook their heads and pointed to the sky

Saying she’s in His hands now my boy

She caught death as only lovers can ever catch can

And the children kept singIng, «Here he comes the killer again

Here he comes the chickenkiller again»

Now the grass is brown and dry beside the track

Broken beer bottle shines like our engagement ring

And as sure as theres a man on the cross on a hill

I’ll pay dearly for everthing

Now they stoop and they poke and they prod and they peer

At our prone bodies lying there

Like roosters picking at the body of a hen

And the children were singing, «Here he comes the killer again

Here he comes the chickenkiller again»

My ears were filled with that joyful ringing

My ears were filled with that happy singing

Laughing and pointing and pointing and singing

And the children sang, etc etc