♥♥♥♥ a doodle doo it's time for chicken!
♥♥♥♥ a doodle doo it's time for a feast!
Eat a 90 piece bucket, you can tell,
He's been to Cluckin' Bell!
The chicken is a bird with a tiny brain,
So we assume he doesn't feel any pain,
We shrink their heads and we breed 'em fast,
Six wings, forty breasts, then they're gassed,
♥♥♥♥ a doodle doo we're psychotic crazies,
♥♥♥♥ a doodle doo factory farming's insane,
We denied it all before our stock price fell,
Come down to Cluckin' Bell!
Cluckin' Bell: If you enjoyed it,
the chicken didn't die in vain!