

Song Details
Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
I saw a goat in the kitchen.
He was eating all my string.
He said his name was Kevin.
And he didn't want to sing.
Then I found a dusty waffle.
Underneath the captain's chair.
It tasted like a taco.
And it had a lot of hair.
It's a giant chicken.
Running through the hall.
Don't touch the pickles.
Don't touch them at all.
It's a giant chicken.
Running through the hall.
Don't touch the pickles.
Don't touch them at all.
Why did you poke my eyeball?
I was trying to sleep.
You look like a potato.
In a pile of angry sheep.
My boots are filled with pudding.
And the floor is made of ham.
I think I saw a walrus.
Eating all my strawberry jam.
It's a giant chicken.
Running through the hall.
Don't touch the pickles.
Don't touch them at all.
It's a giant chicken.
Running through the hall.
Don't touch the pickles.
Don't touch them at all.
Hey, stop that juice.
The moose is on the loose.
I put a hat on a lemon.
And I called it a truce.
It's a giant chicken.
Running through the hall.
Don't touch the pickles.
Don't touch them at all.
It's a giant chicken.
Running through the hall.
Don't touch the pickles.
Don't touch them at all.
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