[Verse]
Fred riding Fred through the darkened trees
Shadows chasing shadows wind biting his knees
A pen in his pocket pear pineapple apple ink
Writing riddles to himself trying not to overthink
[Prechorus]
A bounty on his name
And questions on his brain
[Chorus]
What does the fox say? What does the fox scream?
Is it a whisper or a shout in a fever dream?
Christopher Walken wrote it down but then he ran
With a pear pineapple apple pen in his hand
[Verse 2]
Tracks in the dirt lead to nowhere but doubt
Fred’s horse stumbling Fred’s mind’s worn out
He shouts to the stars hey tell me the truth
But they just blink back like a cosmic sleuth
[Prechorus]
A mystery unsolved
An answer uncalled
[Chorus]
What does the fox say? What does the fox scream?
Is it laughter is it rage or something in between?
Christopher Walken penned it down in a plan
With a pear pineapple apple pen in his hand