*(Verse 1)* Out in the yard where the shadows creep, Two figures prowl, no sound, no sleep. Chicken’s black as the midnight sky, Cody’s Maine Coon glare could petrify. The street feels colder, the air runs thin, Two cats, one showdown, let the game begin. *(Chorus)* It’s a showdown on Barbara Street, Eyes like fire, no retreat. Two kings stare, the world holds its breath, A fragile peace, one step from death. *(Verse 2)* Chicken’s broad, with a steady stride, A heavyweight ruler, with the night as his guide. Cody’s sleek, like a shadow’s grace, A hunter’s instinct etched on his face. Their tails flick slow, their spines like steel, The tension crackles, too sharp to conceal. *(Chorus)* It’s a showdown on Barbara Street, Eyes like fire, no retreat. Two kings stare, the world holds its breath, A fragile peace, one step from death. *(Bridge)* The wind dies down, the leaves don’t stir, Each pawstep measured, no wasted purr. Chicken crouches low, Cody stands tall, Neither one flinches, neither will fall. The yard’s a ring, the street’s their stage, A duel of wills, no fists, just rage. *(Chorus)* It’s a showdown on Barbara Street, Eyes like fire, no retreat. Two kings stare, the world holds its breath, A fragile peace, one step from death. *(Outro)* The moonlight fades, but the war won’t cease, The standoff ends with no release. Tomorrow they’ll prowl, their wills the same, On Barbara Street, an eternal game.
