gonna' tell you a story about farmer brown
way past sixty when he first went to town
bought a bag of bagels and took them to the farm
showed them to the chickens, and they pecked off both his arms
now he can't drive a tractor, and he can't drive a truck
can't milk the cows, he's just, well...out of luck
he can't grab a horn to make it go toot toot
ask him for a handshake, and he holds out his foot
so the moral to the story, my motley little group
is don't clue in the chickens, when you walk in their coop
tellin' them your menu plans could be a major bloop
when it's bagels for breakfast.....for dinner? chicken soup!