Why don't we listen, To the ones that are Always chasing chickens? Playing chicken, when there's Just no reason to Look the other way. Understand, we're not exactly In this together, For the long run. So, listen to what's new, Listen to the chicken boy Sitting in front of you. With folded hands, And messed up plans, Will you really try to Understand? When it's hazy, Are you too lazy? To look, Into the haze, will you go? Watch yourself. No, just Catch yourself, for once Do something new. For you, Of course. You're just Chasing chickens again. With folded hands, always Acting like you've already Got the plan. The right idea That just might get us all To look the other way.
