[ Featuring Feathery Friends, BinChicken Music ]
Down under where the sun's burning bright
Lives a bird so tough it'll put up a fight
White feathers gleam black head so sleek
With a long curved beak it's the trash they seek
From the outback plains to the city streets
These birds are rockin' to their own heartbeat
From Thoth's temples to our bins today
Sacred to some now they're here to stay
Bin Chicken Rock strutting through the town
Raiding all the rubbish never backing down
Flapping in a V they're the kings of the night
Bin Chicken Rock ready for a fight!
Once gods in Egypt now they're in our parks
Digging through the trash leaving their marks
Crayfish for breakfast but they'll take your scraps
When the wild runs dry they're making new maps
Modified bins can't keep 'em at bay
These clever birds always find a way
From the ancient Nile to the Aussie land
Bin chickens rule understand?
Bin Chicken Rock strutting through the town
Raiding all the rubbish never backing down
Flapping in a V they're the kings of the night
Bin Chicken Rock ready for a fight!
