Another day, another beating Into himself, he was retreating His parents did not call a meeting It couldn't happen to our son
Every day he came home bloodied His clothes all torn his face all muddied The family name was being sullied It couldn't happen to our son
Remember Chicken Little The Sky is Falling Down This surely couldn't happen Not here in our small town Chicken Little told a tale But, they only saw the sun Chicken Little told his story Now, Chicken Little's got a gun
Every afternoon they'd wait Four of them out by the gate They left early, best not be late It couldn't happen to our son
Our son would not ever fight To say he does, would not be right But, sometimes he comes home a sight It can't be what you're thinking
Remember Chicken Little The Sky is Falling Down This surely couldn't happen Not here in our small town Chicken Little told a tale But, they only saw the sun Chicken Little told his story Now, Chicken Little's got a gun
Finally he'd had enough Even though he was not tough He was made of sterner stuff And he showed it on the news
Chicken Little took a gun He was showing everyone Now, was time to have some fun He took out twenty two
Remember Chicken Little The Sky is Falling Down This surely couldn't happen Not here in our small town Chicken Little told a tale But, they only saw the sun Chicken Little told his story Now, Chicken Little's got a gun