[Verse 1] Clock hit 6:45, stomach rumblin' like a train, Cravin' crispy fried chicken and a couple biscuits plain. Hopped in the truck, drove straight to the spot, Pulled up to the window feelin' hot to trot. [Drive-thru Speaker - nasally teenager voice] "Welcome to Clucktown, what can I get you tonight?" [Verse 1 continued] I said, "Bucket of thighs, extra biscuits, make it right!" She paused, then sighed, "Sorry sir, we fresh outta chicken..." At 7PM? Man, my hunger started kickin'! [Chorus] Outta chicken! 7PM! Every spot, same damn thing! Starvin' swervin', no wings for me, They noddin' out back, smokin' weed! Cluck cluck — no luck! [chicken clucks] Biscuits gone, what the truck! [loud chicken squawks] [Verse 2] Said forget that joint, hit the road to the next one fast, Popeyes sign glowin', thought my luck had changed at last. Ordered up some tenders and them flaky butter biscuits, [Drive-thru Speaker - nasally teenager voice] "We ain't got no chicken, ran out 'bout six-ish..." [Verse 2 continued] I laughed at first, then cried inside my soul, Drove three more miles, feelin' like a hungry fool. KFC next — same story, same sad face, Employees on their phones, high and lost in space! [Chorus] Outta chicken! 7PM! Every spot, same damn thing! Starvin' swervin', no wings for me, They noddin' out back, smokin' weed! Cluck cluck — no luck! [chicken clucks] Biscuits gone, what the truck! [loud chicken squawks] [Bridge] Why they even open if the bird done flew the coop? I'm out here burnin' gas like a damn chicken fool. One more try at Bojangles, lights still shinin' bright, [Drive-thru Speaker - nasally teenager voice] "Welcome! ...Oh wait, no chicken left tonight." [chicken clucks in background] [Bridge continued] I'm losin' my mind, stomach growlin' symphony, Just want some fried gold and a hot damn biscuit for me! [Verse 3] Now I'm circlin' town like a vulture in the night, Every spot the same — excuses shinin' bright. They got the signs up, fryers off, vibes all wrong, Out back laughin', blazin', singin' their smoke song. Finally gave up, hit the grocery for a frozen bag, But deep down I know... tomorrow I'll be back in the drag! [Final Chorus - Bigger & Louder] Outta chicken! 7PM! Every spot, same damn thing! Starvin' swervin', no wings for me, They noddin' out back, smokin' weed! Cluck cluck — no luck! [chicken clucks + squawks] Biscuits gone, what the truck! [chaotic chicken noises] Outta chicken! Every night! [chicken clucks fading out]
