In the Haven

In the Haven, we're in the Haven, we're in the Haven, in the Haven, we're in the Haven
In the Haven,
Everything's great,
With good protection we've got a low death rate!
Thanks, Gates!
In the Haven,
We aren't just prey,
We're builders, readers, artists, eaters,
masters of our fates!
Founded by a not-so-chicken chicken,
Looking for a better life.
Built a place with lots of space
Where we could live without strife!
Impermeability, security, a place that's built to last!
Agitation, starvation, predation, frustration,
All things of the past.
In the Haven,
Everything's cool,
With trusted elders deciding all the rules.
Chances of them going wrong is minuscule!
In the Haven,
There's no need to scat
No more struggles to survive, for perfection we strive
So we've got no predators at all!
Marcus: Yeah, about that.
Chorus: Killer!
Marcus: I haven't killed anything in my life!
Chorus: You don't belong here!
We all wish you'd just disappear!
Marcus: Good morning to you too, guys.
Chorus: Put on that leash of yours!
Marcus I'm just opening the windows.
Chorus: Close the doors!
Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out!
Marcus: In the Haven,
Everything's swell
If you concentrate on your breathing and chew on your bedpost it'll seem a little less like hell.
In the Haven,
Everything's so neat,
They'll take you in just like that
Then realize you're a weasel, not a demented rat
And will wanna kick you out onto the street.