Living in the suburbs you see a fair few urban foxes. I've gotta admit I love them with their wily
The skinny-looking chancer above visits my garden on a regular basis looking for some food. It's a tough life being an urban fox so I decided he deserved a chicken leg and a soundtrack. In the first of a series we have:
I wandered so hungry, stomach empty
I couldn't find nothing for my tea
Then a drunk's dinner slipped through his fingertips
And Praise the Lord, I got some chips
I got some chips, I got some chips
I just can't wait, I'm licking my lips
Now I'm so happy I'm doing backflips
Praise the Lord I got some chips
I was so hungry I'd bitten my tail
I'd even eaten some slugs and a snail
I couldn't stand no more hardships
Then Praise the Lord, I got some chips
I got some chips, I got some chips
I just can't wait, I'm licking my lips
Now I'm so happy I'm doing backflips
Praise the Lord I got some chips
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