Lyrics

Little Genie had a flat forehead
It was a thing from the start until the end
He said he got it when his father was drunk
And he kicked his mother in the belly and she fell down a flight of stairs
(he had a way of putting a hundred on ten)

“Your life’s a Chain Link Fence
Rusty, crooked but it keeps out the rotten friends
So get out back and chop wood by the shed!”

Little Genie grew up fast and strong
Bodies on the shore, collecting loans
It wasn’t long before he carried the shield
All the kids would come running to the docks and the piers

But one night, he saw some shit going down
He said “Whoa! You think your mother’s a clown?!
Get that crap out of the trunk cause I’m the family ‘round here.
You get yourself up against that Chain Link Fence”

Now I’m grown I got a fence of my own
Had it ripped out from the roots, now it’s fucking gone

My life’s a Chain Link Fence
Rusty, crooked but it keeps out the walking dead
My life’s a Chain Link Fence

My life, my life, ch-ch-ch-ch-Chain Link Fence
My life, their lives, YOUR life, OUR lives, is a chain link
It’s a chain

Chain Link
Chain Link
Chain Link
Chain Link Fence