KFC Saw A Chicken Anthem

KFC saw a chicken They pulled out the Glock The chicken ran in circles
It sprinted past the counter The kitchen crew yelled louder The bucket
squad assembled quickly Colonel Sanders adjusted his sunglasses His
socks did not match The bass began to rumble The fryer lights started
flashing Everybody shouted K F C The gravy fountain started bubbling The
biscuits formed a mountain The mashed potatoes wore sunglasses The
coleslaw joined the chorus The soda cups started dancing The napkins
waved like flags The cash register sang backup The drive through crowd
went wild The whole restaurant bounced together They cooked it nice and
crispy They breaded it with extra seasoning They served it in a bucket
Then everybody started singing loudly They fed it they spread it Now
everybody’s eating it together Crispy little chicken for you And for me
and everyone Bucket full of chaos gravy Extra biscuits on the side The
beat dropped like thunder The floor shook under sneakers The speakers
rattled all night The DJ yelled bring gravy The crowd replied bring
biscuits The chicken beat became legendary The chorus echoed through
Kentucky From Louisville out to Neptune Even aliens ordered family
buckets A UFO parked by the drive Green visitors requested extra sauce
The Colonel welcomed every visitor His secret recipe stayed secret The
moon began to bounce Satellites danced above the restaurant Comets
streaked across the sky The stars spelled out KFC Every planet joined
the party The universe demanded more chicken Then came the mighty
drumroll The snare went ratatat loudly The bass went boom boom boom The
cymbals flashed like lightning The trumpets sounded extra dramatic A
choir sang about gravy The violins played crispy melodies The tuba made
a funny noise The flute performed a chicken solo The saxophone requested
more biscuits Somebody brought a giant bucket It was bigger than Jupiter
The bucket had its own entrance The red carpet rolled forever Colonel
Sanders gave a speech He thanked the hungry crowd He thanked the dancing
napkins He thanked the gravy fountain He thanked the loyal biscuits Then
the beat started again The crowd jumped on every beat Every table became
a dancefloor Every spoon became a microphone Every cup became a drum The
ketchup bottle sang harmony The mustard bottle sang bass The hot sauce
screamed encore The ranch dip clapped along The honey joined the chorus
The kitchen became a concert The concert became a movie The movie became
a musical The musical won every award The trophy was shaped like chicken
The red carpet smelled like biscuits The critics all requested seconds
The audience demanded one more chorus The singer took a gravy break The
drummer ate a biscuit The guitarist played with tongs The DJ scratched
two dinner plates The backup singers wore bucket hats The dancers spun
around the counter The spotlight shone on Sanders He moonwalked past the
register His mismatched socks stole the show The crowd chanted crispy
crispy crispy Then shouted extra gravy please The chorus came roaring
back They breaded it they fried it They bucketed it they tried it And
the whole world tried it KFC KFC sing it louder Crispy little chicken
for you Bucket full of chaos and gravy Kentucky fried the beat tonight
Everybody clap your chicken hands Everybody stomp your biscuit feet
Everybody shake your gravy cups Everybody yell the Colonel’s name The
party lasted until breakfast Breakfast brought another bucket parade The
sun rose over Kentucky The birds sang the chorus The rooster asked for
royalties The chicken band signed a contract The contract included
unlimited biscuits The lawyers danced around the table The judge
requested extra gravy The jury ordered family meals The bailiff wore
bucket sneakers The courthouse hosted a danceoff The mayor arrived with
napkins The governor brought mashed potatoes The president ordered extra
crispy The world leaders sang together The microphones smelled faintly
of biscuits The cameras captured every dance The headlines read bucket
mania The weather forecast predicted gravy showers The traffic report
announced chicken jams The radio played the anthem nonstop The podcast
interviewed Colonel Sanders The interview lasted seventeen buckets The
host asked about socks The Colonel winked at camera The audience erupted
into laughter The laugh track joined rhythmically The cymbals crashed
for emphasis The bassline shook the windows The neighbors learned the
chorus The neighbors brought their own buckets The block party became
legendary The fireflies blinked along in rhythm The streetlights flashed
like disco balls The sidewalks became a runway The pigeons performed
synchronized dancing The squirrels carried tiny drumsticks The raccoons
requested midnight snacks The dogs barked KFC proudly The cats judged
the choreography The goldfish bobbed to the beat The hamster spun like a
DJ The turtle arrived fashionably late The rabbit wore bucket slippers
The horse tapped out rhythms