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Stop, I said stop I said, hold on there, boy
When I walk into the store They sell the chickens by the score But eating dead birds just ain't for me And I don't eat roast beef or fish And Porky Pig is not my dish Go ahead and let your chickens free
Chicken circles it's Adolph Perdue Wants to feed featherless chicken to you I don't take orders from Colonel Sanders, do you? And I don't wanna eat no hens Not even every now or then I just wanna let all the little chickens be
Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Well, swing to the east and swing to the west Swing with the chicken that you love best Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
I'm wishing Daffy lots of luck 'Cause Elmer Fudd's a-hunting duck They're dreaming about a little fricassee And Bugs Bunny's a friend of mine Eating him'd feel like Frankenstein Eating flesh seems pretty foul to me
Cooking chickens don't seem right Morning, noon, or late at night Ain't no chicken ever done no harm to me So on Thanksgiving or Christmas Eve Give those turkeys a reprieve Ain't no turkey got to die for me
Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Well, swing to the east and swing to the west Swing with the chicken that you love best Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
Foghorn Leghorn wrote to me Says MDC's okay with me We learned how to let our chickens free We birds of a feather, we stick together We set our chickens free forever So go ahead and let your chickens be!
Lordy Jesus, this must be the end They got us eating our cartoon friends Emancipate those little chickadees Well, swing to the east and swing to the west Swing with the chicken that you love best Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk, bawk Well, swing to the east and swing to the west Swing with the chicken that you love best Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
I say the smart thing to do is to be just plain chicken, yeah
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