If I had a perfect day
I would have it start this way
Open up my arse and lay an egg
Yeah

Then I'd meet up with hens
Skip the chicken pie again
We don't even really care what we eat
As long as it's not chicken meat

Now excitement hits again
When we're hangin' with the hens
When we're chillin' and we pound a fox's den
Now the match is cool to see
You can watch chickens scrap live for free
Count the eggs one two three
The farmer ain't in sight
And the gate is open wide
When you break it then you know you're still alive
If the farmer don't don't make you pay
And you make your getaway
Then you know
That's one fine day

On that day before we're through
We could torch a fox or two
Then have ourselves another egg
Yeah

Beating up fox's and the farmers cat
Then feeding ourselves fat
We don't even really care what we eat
As long as it's not chicken meat


I believe it's my god-given right
To peck everything in my sight
Cause it never gets dull, it'll never die
I like to poke the farmers eye
Peckin', eatin', then peckin' again
In our world it's a way to stay sane
If you're asking me
To have it my way, I'd say that's
One fine day