Who doesn’t like burgers?
Who doesn’t like fries?
Who doesn’t like McDonald?
Anyone? From you guys

Well at the foot of a hill
Lives an old man
Who devotes his time
Raising chickens and hens

McDonald may be fun
But the one who started it
Has realized his mistake
And is working hard to keep us fit

Why it’s none other than Old McDonald
Who has a farm
He has a chicken and a horse
He has a pigs and a bee swarm

The new McDonald though
Loves his job
And Old McDonald
Has begun to sob

So why not when we wake
Have milk and eggs on our plate
And stop him from crying
And maybe change his fate