fred tackett & paul barrère





the hens came home to roost

while i was counting my blessings

staggering on to the truth now

without ever confessing

if the joke is on me

how come they’re laughing at you

don’t get any better than this

who’s buying tickets to the execution

marginal creatures at best



in disaster’s frenzied waters

feeding sharks smell the blood

what kind of fool asks the victims

how do you feel about the flood

no season; no reason

there’s no license, to normalcy's test

your disguise can't hide all the features

of marginal creatures at best



bobby's goin' downtown

wearin' momy's ballgown

people in the coffee shop

are freakin’ oh yeah

otis can’t ignore

gonna nail him to the barn door

gotta make him pay

see the error of his ways



sordid stories meant to humble

humiliating tabloid tales

turn the table, start to stumble

bare your claws when all else fails

your all part of the show

and everyone knows

the tue of live and let live

the bleachers are filled with the laughter

from marginal creatures at best



bobby's goin' downtown

wearin' momy's ballgown

people in the coffee shop

are freakin’ oh yeah

gotta get that boy

gonna nail him to a barn door

gotta make him pay

see the error of his ways