Bessie’s got a secret she’s been hiding in the barn
A methane revolution brewing up to sound the alarm
The herd’s been whispering
Tails flicking in the air
A gassy kind of justice
And the humans better beware
Til the cows fart home
We’ll roam
We’ll roam
With a toot and a boom
We’ll shake the dome
Til the cows fart home
The farmer’s in his tractor
Clueless as can be
While Daisy’s plotting freedom with a fart-fueled symphony
Hooves on the dirt
And horns held high
A methane-powered jailbreak
Aiming for the sky
No chains
No stalls
No endless chores
Just fields of green and open doors
Til the cows fart home
We’ll roam
We’ll roam
With a toot and a boom
We’ll shake the dome
Til the cows fart home
Fart clouds rising like a battle cry
Smells like trouble
But it’s worth the try
Friendship forged in stinky air
The power of love
Beyond compare