7" mix of this controversial 1984 single, banned by Radio One until we changed the lyric.

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Based on a true story about Yorkshire farmer Jack Pelter and his famous rooster which had changed sex and began laying eggs because of all the hormones in the chicken feed. Jack and the chicken made the news headlines, and this was Adele's tribute to man and beast, and the symbiosis caused by their celebrity.

We were forced to change the lyric from "Sure beats shitting eggs day in and day out" to the blander "...sitting eggs etc." because Radio One wouldn't play it.

For some reason we never worked out, we discovered that the single had been boycotted by all the more politically agitated gay and lesbian nightclub DJs, who apparently thought the song was about "...the exploitation of underaged, transgendered rent boys". Plonkers.

We were contacted by Jack Pelter's daughter last year to tell us that the chicken finally died at a very ripe old age!

Oh, where's my thirty pieces,
I've had enough of this.
A sideshow would do nicely,
But not in my front room.
I tried to walk the dog,
But the neighbours wouldn't have it.
Back on the farm there is a riot, riot, riot.

I owe it all to my sex-xhange chicken.
I owe it all to my sex-change chicken.

For your dishonesty was perhaps obscure,
I'm sure the ony disagreement came much later,
On how we'd do the act.
Brain surgery certainly wasn't on your list.
But you sure know how to make a fast buck.

But it sure beats sitting eggs day in and day out.
Sure beats sitting eggs day in and day out.

I've been on Calendar, I've been on Nationwide.
I've been on Calendar, I've been on Nationwide.
I've been on Calendar, I've been on Nationwide,
And now I'm famous because of my
Sex
Change
Chicken.

Treat it very carefully if it is a freak,
The best that thirty pieces can afford.
We'll blow it all on horses if we win.
We'll take the chicken out for a little spin.

I've seen a cow with six legs
It's virtue's more discrete.
Strictly upper class,
For the elite.
You'll wonder how to look at it,
But wonder never fails.

I owe it all to my sex-xhange chicken.
I owe it all to my sex-change chicken.

Book now to see the sex-change chicken,
The eigth wonder of the world.
Where is this wonderous animal?
Surely a chicken amongst chickens!
I'm not going to make a kiev or a risotto out of
My little chick-a-dee.
No sir!
I'm Jack Pelter the sex-change chicken man,
and this is my, my chicken.

I'm Jack,
and this is Betty.
This is,
a Coop Rap.