(to the tune of Ween’s “Help Me Scrape the Mucus From My Brain”)
I woke up just before the dawn
I’d slept on the lowest of low roosts
Check my wings, they’re nice and clean
Somehow missed by all the poos
Tiger’s eyes are lost in feathers
Head tucked under his neighbour’s wing
And I’m enjoyin’ breakfast all alone
Before the boys begin to sing
Chorus:
Sometimes I get a funny feelin’
That things are gunna go my way
Yeah I got that crazy feelin’
It’s gunna be a good day
I choose my favourite nestin’ box
The straw is full and free of mites
Here comes the scrap food bucket
But I’ll let the others fuss and fight
My egg arrives quick and smooth
My working day done nice and early
I take a dust bath in the sun
Then catch a worm, long and juicy
Chorus:
Sometimes I get a funny feelin’
That things are gunna go my way
Yeah I got that crazy feelin’
It’s gunna be a good day
The three boys, they are a struttin’
Braggin’ ’bout this and that
But no calls of airborne dangers
Only ‘bout bugs big and fat
I hear the call of ladies layin’
And Goldie’s chillin’ all the while
And If my beak would allow it
You’d be seein’ a chicken smile
Chorus:
Sometimes I get a funny feelin’
That things are gunna go my way
Yeah I got that crazy feelin’
It’s gunna be a good day
Refrain:
Sometimes you get a funny feelin’
That things are gunna go your way
Yeah, I felt that funny feelin’
It was a good day
