Steak for Chicken
The Moldy Peaches Lyrics


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Mardi Gras came and went
All my money has been spent
How am I gonna pay the rent?
Sitting on your face (sitting on my ass)

Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I gonna stick my dick in?
We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.
My former life, I was a high roller (my former life, I had a sister.)

Walked around in a diamond stroller ( i abused her and I dissed her)
Found my calling as a part-time bowler (she got swept up in a twister)
Traded my wife in for a new three holer ( first I laughed and then I missed her)
Who mistook these baths for showers?

Who fucked up that leaning tower?
We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.
Oh get on a greyhound and ride away
Live on birthday cake each day (different dreams than yesterday)

Tell your grandparents that they're gay (tell your grandma, you're okay)
Steal their money and run away (kiss her cheek and run away)
'Cause me and my friends are so smart
We invented this new kind of art: (we invented this new kind of dart:)

Post-Modernest Throwing Darts (Hit A Bulls-eye, cut a fart)
Smoking crack and cutting...crack
Who mistook this crap for genius? (Who is dancing on the ceiling?)
Who is gonna stroke my penis? (Who is gonna hurt my feelings?)

We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.
Oh people are shiny like a brand new book (even your mother is a crook)
But if you get a closer look (but if I get a closer look)
There's shit on every hand you shook (there's shit on every road you took)

If you don't believe me, look at your hand (if you don't believe me, read the book)
Who made all these things for killing? (somebody's making a killing)
Who's pussy hole needs filling? (Who's empty heart needs filling?)
We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.

Who mistook the steak for chicken?




(Who am I gonna stick my dick in?)
We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.

Overall Meaning

The Moldy Peaches's song "Steak for Chicken" is a satirical and somewhat surrealistic commentary on modern society, its values and its contradictions. The lyrics of the song depict a series of nonsensical images and situations, all of which point to a sense of disillusionment, aimlessness and lack of purpose. The first stanza sets the tone for the rest of the song, as the singer laments his financial woes and wonders how he will pay his rent while "sitting on [his] ass". The refrain of the song, "Who mistook the steak for chicken?", is repeated throughout the verses, and seems to be a metaphor for the confusion and chaos that reigns in the modern world, where nothing is what it seems and everything is up for debate.


As the song progresses, the mood becomes more and more absurd, and the lyrics more and more nonsensical. The singer reflects on his former life as a "high roller", who walked around in a "diamond stroller" and abused and dissed his sister. He traded his wife in for a new "three holer", and wonders why anyone would mistake a bath for a shower. The characters in the song seem to be adrift in a world that they no longer understand, searching for meaning and purpose in a sea of confusion and randomness.


Line by Line Meaning

Mardi Gras came and went
The festival season has passed


All my money has been spent
I am broke


How am I gonna pay the rent?
I cannot afford the rent


Sitting on your face (sitting on my ass)
I am doing nothing about my situation


Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who made the mistake?


Who am I gonna stick my dick in?
Who can I have sex with?


We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.
We are not idle, unproductive people


My former life, I was a high roller (my former life, I had a sister.)
I used to have a lot of money and a sister


Walked around in a diamond stroller ( i abused her and I dissed her)
I treated my sister poorly despite my wealth


Found my calling as a part-time bowler (she got swept up in a twister)
I no longer have money and I bowl part-time, while my sister faced misfortune


Traded my wife in for a new three holer ( first I laughed and then I missed her)
I traded my wife for a new, cheap partner and regret it


Who mistook these baths for showers?
Who made the mistake?


Who fucked up that leaning tower?
Who made the mistake?


Oh get on a greyhound and ride away
Leave on a bus and never look back


Live on birthday cake each day (different dreams than yesterday)
Live passionately each day and explore unknown possibilities


Tell your grandparents that they're gay (tell your grandma, you're okay)
Defy norms and express yourself confidently


Steal their money and run away (kiss her cheek and run away)
Take risks and embrace thrills


'Cause me and my friends are so smart
My friends and I are intelligent


We invented this new kind of art: (we invented this new kind of dart:)
We created a new type of art or game


Post-Modernest Throwing Darts (Hit A Bulls-eye, cut a fart)
A contemporary version of dart throwing with a humorous twist


Smoking crack and cutting...crack
Engaging in self-destructive behavior


Who mistook this crap for genius? (Who is dancing on the ceiling?)
Who made the mistake?


Who is gonna stroke my penis? (Who is gonna hurt my feelings?)
Who can comfort me?


Oh people are shiny like a brand new book (even your mother is a crook)
People appear appealing at first but can be deceitful


But if you get a closer look (but if I get a closer look)
On closer inspection


There's shit on every hand you shook (there's shit on every road you took)
Everyone has negative aspects in their life


If you don't believe me, look at your hand (if you don't believe me, read the book)
Believe it or not, it's true


Who made all these things for killing? (somebody's making a killing)
Who created these deadly objects and profited from them?


Who's pussy hole needs filling? (Who's empty heart needs filling?)
Who desires pleasure?


Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who made the mistake?


We're not those kids, sitting on the couch.
We are not idle, unproductive people




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: ADAM GREEN, KIMYA DAWSON

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@espitomicic8698

[Verse 1: Adam / Kimya][Verse 1: Adam / Kimya]
Mardi Gras came and went / Mardi Gras came and went
All my money has been spent / All my money has been spent
How am I gonna pay the rent? / How am I gonna pay the rent?
Sitting on your face / Sitting on my ass


[Chorus 1: Adam + Kimya]
Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I gonna stick my dick in?
We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch


[Verse 2: Adam / Kimya]
My former life I was a high roller / My former life I had a sister
Dropped my kids in the diamond stroller / I abused her and I dissed her
Found my calling as a part time bowler / She got swept up in a twister
Traded my wife for a new three-holer / First I laughed and then I missed her


[Chorus 2: Adam + Kimya]
Who mistook these baths for showers?
Who fucked up that Leaning Tower?
We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch


[Verse 3: Adam / Kimya]
Oh get on a Greyhound and ride away / Oh get on a Greyhound and ride away
Live on birthday cake each day / Different dreams than yesterday
Tell your grandparents that they're gay / Tell your grandmas they're okay
Steal their money and run away / Kiss their cheek and run away
'Cause me and my friends are so smart / Me and my friends are so smart
We invented this new kind of art / We invented this new kind of darts
Post modernist, throwing darts / Hit a bull's-eye and cut a fart
Smoking crack and cutting crack / Smoking crack and cutting crack


[Chorus 3: Adam / Kimya]
Who mistook this crap for genius? / Who missed that thing on the ceiling?
Who is gonna stroke my penis? / Who is gonna hurt my feelings?
We're not those kids / We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch / Sitting on the couch


[Verse 4: Adam / Kimya]
Oh people are shiny like a brand new book / Even your mother is a crook
But if you get a closer look / But if I get a closer look
There's shit on every hand you shook / There's shit on every road you took
If you don't believe me, look at your hand / If you don't believe me, read your book


[Chorus 4: Adam / Kimya]
So who made all these things for killing? / Somebody's making a killing
Whose pussy hole needs filling? / Whose empty heart needs filling?
We're not those kids / We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch / Sitting on the couch


[Outro: Adam / Kimya, both]
Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I going to stick my dick in?
We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch

Mardi Gras came and went / Mardi Gras came and went
All my money has been spent / All my money has been spent
How am I gonna pay the rent? / How am I gonna pay the rent?
Sitting on your face / Sitting on my ass


[Chorus 1: Adam + Kimya]
Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I gonna stick my dick in?
We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch


[Verse 2: Adam / Kimya]
My former life I was a high roller / My former life I had a sister
Dropped my kids in the diamond stroller / I abused her and I dissed her
Found my calling as a part time bowler / She got swept up in a twister
Traded my wife for a new three-holer / First I laughed and then I missed her


[Chorus 2: Adam + Kimya]
Who mistook these baths for showers?
Who fucked up that Leaning Tower?
We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch


[Verse 3: Adam / Kimya]
Oh get on a Greyhound and ride away / Oh get on a Greyhound and ride away
Live on birthday cake each day / Different dreams than yesterday
Tell your grandparents that they're gay / Tell your grandmas they're okay
Steal their money and run away / Kiss their cheek and run away
'Cause me and my friends are so smart / Me and my friends are so smart
We invented this new kind of art / We invented this new kind of darts
Post modernist, throwing darts / Hit a bull's-eye and cut a fart
Smoking crack and cutting crack / Smoking crack and cutting crack


[Chorus 3: Adam / Kimya]
Who mistook this crap for genius? / Who missed that thing on the ceiling?
Who is gonna stroke my penis? / Who is gonna hurt my feelings?
We're not those kids / We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch / Sitting on the couch


[Verse 4: Adam / Kimya]
Oh people are shiny like a brand new book / Even your mother is a crook
But if you get a closer look / But if I get a closer look
There's shit on every hand you shook / There's shit on every road you took
If you don't believe me, look at your hand / If you don't believe me, read your book


[Chorus 4: Adam / Kimya]
So who made all these things for killing? / Somebody's making a killing
Whose pussy hole needs filling? / Whose empty heart needs filling?
We're not those kids / We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch / Sitting on the couch


[Outro: Adam / Kimya, both]
Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I going to stick my dick in?
We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch



@AnaTheQueen

Mardi Gras came and went
All my money has been spent
How am I gonna pay the rent
Sitting on my ass

Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I gonna stick my dick in
We're not those kids,
Sitting on the couch

My former life I had a sister
I abused her and I dissed her
She got swept up in a twister
First I laughed and then I missed her

Who mistook these baths for showers?
Who fucked up that Leaning Tower?
We're not those kids,
Sitting on the couch

Oh get on a Greyhound and ride away
Different dreams than yesterday
Tell your grandmas they're okay
Kiss their cheek and run away

'Cause me and my friends are so smart
We invented this new kind of darts
Hit a bull's-eye and cut a fart
Smoking crack and cutting crack.

Who missed that thing on the ceiling?
Who is gonna hurt my feelings?
We're not those kids,
Sitting on the couch

Even your mother is a crook
But if I get a closer look
There's shit on every road you took
If you don't believe me, read your book.

Somebody's making a killing
Whose empty heart needs filling?
We're not those kids,
Sitting on the couch.

[Adam:]
Mardi Gras came and went
All my money has been spent
How am I gonna pay the rent
Sitting on your face

Who mistook the steak for chicken?
Who am I gonna stick my dick in
We're not those kids,
Sitting on the couch

My former life I was a high roller
Dropped my kids in the diamond stroller
Found my calling as a part time bowler
Treated my wife for a new three-holer

Who mistook these baths for showers?
Who fucked up that Leaning Tower?
We're not those kids,
Sitting on the couch

Oh get on a Greyhound and ride away
Live on birthday cake each day
Tell your grandparents that they're gay
Steal their money and run away

'Cause me and my friends are so smart
We invented this new kind of art
Post modernist, throwing darts
Smoking crack and cutting crack

Who mistook this crap for genius?
Who is gonna stroke my penis?
We're not those kids,
Sitting on the couch

Oh people are shiny like a brand new book
But if you get a closer look
There's shit on every hand you shook
If you don't believe me, look at your hand

So who made all these things for killing?
Whose pussy hole needs filling?
We're not those kids,
Sitting on the couch

[Adam:] Who mistook the steak for chicken?
[Kimya:] Who am I going to stick my dick in?

[Together:]
We're not those kids
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch
Sitting on the couch



All comments from YouTube:

@0kultist339

I can't ever help it but to come back to this band, and this song in particular. This manages to be both depressing and comedic in way I've never seen, this is true art. I have no idea what happend to these two, but I hope they never changed.

@billyrigby4839

It’s strange how it just creeps up in your mind. I just had chicken tacos and said who mistook the steak for chicken… haven’t listened to this song in years, now it’s added to my playlist so I don’t forget it again lol

@krajewskiedmund1896

They have solo careers, i really recommend kimya's project "the uncluded"

@sarahbuckland3997

Kimya is also on TikTok now

@A.F.Chimes

This song is true perfection

@enroserie

I remember the first time I heard this song, just being blown away, because I've never heard anything like it! It never gets old.

@A.F.Chimes

In 2001, my friend got a tape of this album and I couldn't believe there was music like this out there. I was so happy

@AGoodBreak

It's like choose your own adventure

@drslovatch2267

To go with these lyrics trun to sheet 2a

@JimKrause1975

I love it! Great comment A Good Break!

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