[Verse]
You say it’s chicken but it’s clearly not
This mystery meat’s got a questionable plot
Could be raccoon or a kangaroo's cousin
Tastes like regret or a Monday dozen
[Prechorus]
Don’t feed me lies wrapped in batter
Not every critter’s a poultry platter
[Chorus]
It tastes like chicken—no way
No how
Could be possum
Could be holy cow
Maybe it’s squirrel or a deep-fried snail
Not everything with legs comes with a tail
Tastes like chicken? That’s your best call?
It tastes like regret and drywall
[Verse 2]
You say it’s chicken but it’s chewy as tires
Feels like I’m eating a bag of live wires
Could be iguana or a prehistoric beast
Tastes like my hopes after they’re deceased
[Prechorus]
Stop selling me these barnyard fables
Not every flavor comes from coops or stables
[Chorus]
It tastes like chicken—yeah
Sure
Okay
Could be roadkill served on a tray
Maybe it’s bat
Maybe it’s space meat
Not every creature’s got drumstick feet
Tastes like chicken? That’s a cheap shot
It tastes like bad choices and potluck rot