Why did the chicken cross the road?
Maybe he wanted to break the mould
Maybe the shade was cold
Maybe he was sick of being put on hold
The world is a stupid place
Everything decided by race
Getting further if you have a pretty face
Everything done with such haste
People slow down
See kids watch a clown
They never frown
They'd be happy with a paper crown
What are we happy with?
Money, fame, a spliff?
I don't do drugs
Neither do kids they do hugs
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