The Chicken

The Chicken - Bo Burnham

Lyrics by：Bo Burnham

Composed by：Bo Burnham

The chicken wakes up like she does every morning

To the sounds of her husband scream

Sat in the dark on the eggs she is warming

She closes her eyes and dreams of

Walking to memphis becoming a dentist

Anything but this

I mean she likes her life as a mother and wife

But is that all she is

She stares out the window

The very next morning the chicken decides to

Make her escape get a taste of freedom

She runs out the coop that her life been confined to

Suddenly sees the thing she only dreamed of

Just up ahead gophers run through a meadow

Deer graze birds sing

Her future is waiting right there for the taking

There just one thing

The chicken must first cross' the road

The road

A sea of trees and green and moss

Waiting just across the road the road

A life of brighter days a width of road away

The road is gigantic the chicken is little

She moves ahead left right left right left right

All of a sudden she stops in the middle

Frozen in place by a pair of headlights

It's anyone guess what then happened next

But most think she died

But I think we ought to believe that she got to

The other side

So thats why she did it

Goodbye