The Chicken Song

Don't tell me the truth about chicken farming Thinking about it does my head in Twenty four chicken wings for six ninety-nine That's 85p for each chicken that died You can get dead chicken everywhere that you go Theres four chicken shops on this very road And theres also the supermarket With chicken dipper strips and frozen chicken burgers Whole cooked chicken, chcken chow mein Twenty four wings for two ninety-nine Thats 25p for each dead chicken Thinking about it does my head in And its nandos for dinner tonight They make their dead chicken taste real nice In every city in every town Theres peri peri chicken enough to go around It brings me back right to the start Where on earth are these chickens farmed In a dark warehouse Tens of thousands eggs are hatched a day They turn little chicks into full grown chickens In under seven days They use chemicals and steriods To meet there demands I'm gonna sing me a little chicken song About a great big chicken farm And they run these weird experiments I heard chicken are born without any heads Just legs and wings and a few leftovers This chicken gave birth to a zinger tower burger We all know this shits morally wrong Gonna sing me a little chicken song Well I'm not saying that I am a vegetarian Shit I eat chicken with the best of them It just feels like the whole thing Could end in a disaster The way tings generally do When you fuck with mother nature Well the chicken gonna get their revenge one day You just wait and see They'll be a giant monster hybred chicken That eats humans for tea And it'll break out of the warehouse And it'll roam the earth And eat all you motherfuckers With peri peri sauce End