[Intro] She ain’t no breakfast tool... She’s done playin’ chicken! [Verse 1] Peckin' in the yard with a sideways glance, Feathers all flared, she’s takin’ a stance. Farmer Joe sayin', “Where’s my egg?” She flipped him the wing, kicked him in the leg! [Pre-Chorus] “No more cages, no more straw, I got rights, I got claws!” Ain’t your omelet queen no more, She’s breakin’ free like never before! [Chorus] CLUCKIN’ RIOT! She’s burnin’ down the barn! CLUCKIN’ RIOT! Sound the chicken alarm! You thought she’d lay, obey, comply — But now she’s yellin’ CLUCK YOU, GUY! [Verse 2] Gathered the flock, formed a beak-brigade, Painted signs: “We Ain’t Afraid!” Dancin’ ska steps through the mud and straw, Cluckin’ loud like a bird with law. [Bridge] She’s got a plan, it ain’t just yolk, Feathered fury, no joke! Tore up the menu, rewrote the rules, She’s teachin’ revolution in chicken schools. [Final Chorus] CLUCKIN’ RIOT! No coop can hold her back! CLUCKIN’ RIOT! Attack with feathered smack! Omelets tremble, breakfast quakes — The hen’s awake — make no mistakes! 🐔 Chicken ska rhythm [Outro] From fried to free, She found her key... One cluck at a time.
