Ingrid sniggers abouth them sneakers
Failed to destroy the epitaphious reckon
And this is audition for chicken
To this day and when you have nowhere to go
Deadly virus zootopia necrophile
At its crimson tide
Clocks at stop, pet shop leg crock slide
And this is audition for chicken
I'd never say I'd die someday
Now I know it might happen anyway
Flooded with many helmet street ladders onto my way
And this is audition for chicken
Audition for chicken
It seems the devil's got a crush on me
He's all about sending me flowers and chocolates.
It seems the devil's got a crush on me
He's all about sending me flowers and chocolates.
Oh it's for chicken
Oh, it's audition, audition for chicken
Oh, it's audition, audition for chicken