The chicken wakes up like she does every morning

To the sounds of her husband's screams

Sat in the dark on the eggs she is warming

She closes her eyes and dreams of

Walking to Memphis, becoming a dentist

Anything but this

I mean, she likes her life as a mother and wife

But is that all she is?

She stares out the window

The very next morning, the chicken decides to

Makе her escape, gеt a taste of freedom

She runs out the coop that her life’s been confined to

Suddenly sees the thing she's only dreamed of

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Just up ahead, gophers run through a meadow

Deer graze, birds sing

Her future is waiting, right there for the taking

There's just one thing

The chicken must first cross the road, the road

A sea of trees and green and moss

Waiting just across the road, the road

A life of brighter days, a width of road away

The road is gigantic, the chicken is little

She moves ahead left-right-left, right-left-right

All of a sudden, she stops in the middle

Frozen in place by a pair of headlights

It’s anyone's guess what then happened next

But most think she died

But I think we ought to believe that she got to

The other side

So that's why she did it