Cut those hens into pieces;
that is the only resort.
Decapitation.
Lots of bleeding
Don't give a cluck what I do to their breathing.
That is my only resort!!!

Just cut the cluckers into pieces
pull a meat cleaver
decapitation
lots of bleeding.
Don't give a cluck what I do to their breathing!
Don't mind the trail of blood clots they are leaving.

Do you think it wrong or maybe right?
Gotta prep them all
for a feast
at my place tonight.

The carving knife is in my site
and I feel like a genocide!!!!

They'll be losing their feathers
losing their minds
Hope they're meat's gonna taste mighty fine
Losing their feet
losing their minds
Hope their meat's gonna taste mighty fine

Seasoned, just right
flavored, with wine
Oven set, now it's time...
They're frying....

Start with the meat cleaver
make sure they say goodbye!
Blade comes down
and they have, blood in their eyes!
Watch them dance like there's no more tomorrow
Because there isn't
they die and their bodies run in sorrow!

Pit and gut the things
hand the meat to your mother
While the site of blood clots scares away your little brother!
Struggling!! The things just will not accept their fate!
But they're bound to lose! No escape! Now it's too late!

They'll be losing their guts
losing their minds
Set the oven to 355!
Losing their lives
thanks to my knives!
Set that oven to 355!

They think
it's not right
But they'll
taste fine.
They're cooked for the right time...

They can't
go on
pecking
the
ground!

Cut those clucks into pieces! That is my ONLY RESORT!!!
Decapitation! Lots of bleeding
don't give a cluck what does to their breathing!

That is my only resort...