Текст песни The Chicken - Bo Burnham

The Chicken

Hi, so I’m gonna do one more song, uh
I know the last song seemed like it should’ve been the last song,
but this is actually the last song
I just wanna say, thank you for watching if you watched this, I appreciate it,
I really do and, uh, thank you, yeah. I hope you enjoyed it
This is a song about a… chicken
The chicken wakes up like she does every morning
To the sounds of her husband screams
Sadden the dark on the egg she is warming
She closes her eyes and dreams of walking to Memphis
Becoming a dentist
Anything but this
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 decided to make her escape
Get a taste of freedom
She runs out the coop the thing her life’s been confined to
Suddenly sees the thing she’s 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’s just one thing, the chicken must first cross the road
The road
Sea of trees and green and moss
Waiting just across the road, 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 the sudden she stops in the middle
Frozen in place by a pair of headlights
It’s anyone’s guess then what then happened next
But most think she died
But I think we ought to believe that she got to the other side
So that’s why she did it