Chickens in a Row/New Age Song

Chickens in a row
Chickens in a row
Lined up on the street
Ready to go
Chickens in a row
Chickens in a row
Lined up on the street
Ready to go
The hiss of muffled motors
Overwhelms my ears
And pisses off my disorders
And ameliorates my fears
Turn yer wheels 'n' rock 'em
They churn their meals 'n' sock 'em
Orbs of scarlet speckle the sky
Make 'em squirm, then mock 'em
Chickens in a row
Chickens in a row
Their fists ablaze
And misgivings avowed