Boys and girls, listen well
I have a story I'd like to tell
Not for the fearless, not for the brave
Only for you chickens in dismay

When you see her, try not to scream, on Halloween
Her name is Wiccan Chicken
Flying high on her broom in the sky
You know the end is nigh
She's a witch, that wicked chicken

They say she lives on a house on a hill
Covered in weeds and daffodils
Has a pointy hat, has a crooked beak
Mess with her if it's your doom you seek
One eye green, the other blue
Cooking in her cauldron, a bubbling brew
Wait, this is it, there she goes
With an incantation only she can know

Tongue of worm and wool of cat
Fire burn with hangman's fat
Spider bones and all ten toes
Let thy potion grow from below
With these words I shall say
You will all be my slaves
Feathery-fi and cluckity-coo
Silly me, the last thing to add is you

(Wiccan Chicken, Wiccan Chicken)
(Wiccan Chicken, Wiccan Chicken)
(Wiccan Chicken, Wiccan Chicken)
(Wiccan Chicken, Wiccan Chicken)

When you see her, try not to scream, on Halloween
Her name is Wiccan Chicken
Flying high on her broom in the sky
You know the end is nigh
She's a witch, that wicked chicken

So take heed of this tale
If you don't, you will grow pale
Go ahead and frolic, run amok
But when she spots you, you'll surely be stuck
In her oven for her stew
Of ghouly green and goblin's goo
Trick or treat, she'll take your feet
It'll give her something good to eat

Oh, my sweet little dears
I'll bring truth to all your fears
For when my stomach starts to yearn
Your feet, I'll take to turn and churn
In my pot for a scrumptious meal
Sautéed with snake and eye of eel
And by the light of the Moon
I'll swiftly ride away upon my broom

(Wiccan Chicken, Wiccan Chicken)
(Wiccan Chicken, Wiccan Chicken)
(Wiccan Chicken, Wiccan Chicken)
(Wiccan Chicken, Wiccan Chicken)