Here's an early Hearth's Warming Eve present for my good pal Bronyfied. Got lyrical help from the ever awesome Caerdwyn and whipped this baby up in a couple nights.

What if Scootaloo wasn't a chicken at all, but the evil master of all chickens!

Scoots vector by Camsy34
http://camsy34.deviantart.com/art/Scootaloo-The-Master-of-the-Drums-340010003

Mediafire download:
http://www.mediafire.com/?h5hhkskhnbv1qae

Lyrics:
chickens
to me
roosters
to me

listen
to me
now come
to me

i'm your master, i'm your lord
i'm over you like Damocles' sword
do what I say, you'll listen to me
or i'll grind you up into KFC

i'm your doomsday, i'm your end
i'm Colonel Sanders' personal friend
who's the reaper that's calling you
fear my name. fear SCOOTALOO

you've been warned you've heard beware
somethin worse than a fluttershy stare
you're in trouble, yeah you're a sinner
be my minion or be my dinner

i know the words that will do the trick
buffalo wings, deep fried drum stick
come to me, you know what to do
you've joined the forces of SCOOTALOO

run from
the chicken
your blood
will quicken

sharpen
your beaks
you're now
my freaks

you've been called, you've been summoned
heed the sound of my voodoo drummin
can't resist,  ya can't harm me
now you're part of my personal army

you're a force that can't be stopped
you were at the bottom, now you're on top
you're no longer chicken frickasee
you've got power cause now you're with me

out of the frying pan, into the fire
you were at the bottom, now you're much higher
Soarin' like eagles, you know it's true
now you're the champions of SCOOTALOO