Fred

His aroma wasn't aromatic
His diploma said he's smart but dumb
Quite the opposite of too emphatic
And I think he lacked a thumb
He was furry
He was frail
He was curiously pale
And jaundiced near the nose
Where a big carbuncle grows

He was a moron
He made me laugh like the dickens
He had a steal plate in his head
A funny moron
But he had a way with chickens his name was Fred

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la laaaaa

Frequently he'd feed his roosters
Frequently he'd clean their stalеs
Just to prove he loved his roostеrs
He'd kiss them on the balls

Unambitious
Under-trained
None then less he still remained amusing more than odd
Divertissement from god

A little looney
After reading Jean Paul Sartre
He'd tie one on and go to bed
LOVED Mickey Rooney
But he hated Frank Sinatra
His name was Fred

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la

Then he caught a chicken disease called
Cockadooleitis
A rare from of phlebitis
Which a human being had never caught before
He had all of America outside his door

Then by god Fred started growing chicken feet!
He acquired a chicken boy named Seth
He grew feathers
And would not eat chicken meat
Then he pecked himself to death

In the casket Fred looked fried
I'm sure the under taker tried to humanize the man
But that wasn't in the plan

He was a moron!
He made me laugh like the dickens
He had a steal plate in his head
He was kind of a gentle moron
But he had a way with chickens!

His name was Fred
His name was...Fred
A little looney
After reading gene paul saratree
He'd tie one on and go to bed
LOVED Mickey Rooney
But he hated Frank Sinairta (ah)

His name was Fred
His name was Fred
HIs name was Fred
His name was- (imitates a chicken)

(spoken): sorry

(continues to imitate a chicken)