This song is dedicated to lawmakers, pundits and others who cheer on wars that they don't have to fight in.
They laid low when called to muster,
Now they crow so full of bluster,
Bombast that's a belly buster,
They're the Chicken Hawks.
They rule the roost; they're rantin' ravers,
Big war boosters, rattlin' sabers,
Far from battle, they couldn't be braver,
They're the Chicken Hawks.
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk, got you pegged.
Chicken Hawk squawk, you laid an egg.
Just want to wish you the worst of luck,
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk, go get plucked!
Beaks abuzz so all can hear it,
So bold 'cuz they're in the clear, it's
Far from battle, that's the spirit,
They're the Chicken Hawks.
From the front they couldn't be further,
For the brunt they send out others,
Oh if I just had my druthers,
They're the Chicken Hawks.
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk, got you pegged.
Chicken Hawk squawk, you laid an egg.
Just want to wish you the worst of luck,
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk, go get plucked!
'round the clock cacophony spreaders,
Flock and squawk that crock together,
I'd just love to tar and feather
All those Chicken Hawks.
I'd just love to tar and feather
All those Chicken Hawks!
Now they crow so full of bluster,
Bombast that's a belly buster,
They're the Chicken Hawks.
They rule the roost; they're rantin' ravers,
Big war boosters, rattlin' sabers,
Far from battle, they couldn't be braver,
They're the Chicken Hawks.
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk, got you pegged.
Chicken Hawk squawk, you laid an egg.
Just want to wish you the worst of luck,
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk, go get plucked!
Beaks abuzz so all can hear it,
So bold 'cuz they're in the clear, it's
Far from battle, that's the spirit,
They're the Chicken Hawks.
From the front they couldn't be further,
For the brunt they send out others,
Oh if I just had my druthers,
They're the Chicken Hawks.
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk, got you pegged.
Chicken Hawk squawk, you laid an egg.
Just want to wish you the worst of luck,
Chicken Hawk, Chicken Hawk, go get plucked!
'round the clock cacophony spreaders,
Flock and squawk that crock together,
I'd just love to tar and feather
All those Chicken Hawks.
I'd just love to tar and feather
All those Chicken Hawks!
Contributed by Larry Moore - 2023/6/7 - 16:49
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