[Intro]
I hate braggin', marketing just never seemed intuitive
So I've stayed back and in the past have had nothing to do with it
But people need a map to see what they should give a damn about
To save a forest you may have to print a couple pamphlets out

[Verse 1]
Oh this attitude is new to me, but things ain't how they used to be
As soon as we'd begin to sing you'd plug your ears cartoonishly
I'd check the peckin' order well before I crossed the road
But either way I'd go I'd always end up feelin' like a joke

I mеss up all the time but you are doing awеsome, kid
Time to drop the pouty lip and learn to take a compliment

[Chorus]
I'm b-b-braggin' and I'm puffin' up my feathers
A chicken with a switch in his position altogether
I'll stick my chest and neck out as I decorate this fairy tale
The color will attract a mate or aggravate the alpha males

[Verse 2]
(Just-just-just-) Just find a purpose, don't consume, produce a tune or something new
Use your hands to make a thing that won't exist unless you do
You may not make a masterpiece or get your face in magazines
You won't be the next Newton just by nappin' under apple trees