🌊🐔 Clue Clucks Clam | Fun Educational Kids Song About Friends, Science &...

Ok Clam, ok Clam, the sea is alive! The waves keep moving, they crash, they dive!Tides are waves with feet but run quite deep as the sunWhat if they chase me? Why can’t I fly as high when I try to run?! Ok Cluck, my friend, don’t ruffle your feathers,There is a truth for you and it only gets better!The Moon pulls the entire sea, and then lets it go,That’s why the tides rise quite high then head back down to show new sand below!The Moon’s in charge of cycles, always locked in place,It never forgets its phase—it keeps the night lit up with time & space! Ok Clam, ok Clam, something is weird…I just laid an egg, but my fear DISAPPEARED!It wasn’t inside my head or in my toes,How did it go away? NOBODY KNOWS! Ok Cluck, my dear, don’t panic, don’t hide,Life has its rhythms, like the changing tide!Just like the Moon pulls the waves from the sea,Your body just knows when the egg’s meant to be! "So I didn’t need it? It was waiting inside?And now it’s out—let’s be brave and sing and fly!" 🎵 CHORUS: 🎵 We peck, we ponder, we find what’s true, The world’s full of numerous wonderous clues for me and you!What the peck is next for this curious crew?Looking for the best kind of questions to find answers to;We always be as kids asking from farm as far as we can seeA chicken, a clam, the land, and the sea, the sand beneath our dirty feet. Together, we can all just chicken dance in the ocean or the street Ok Clam, ok Clam, the ground feels so wrong…It’s soft, it’s dry, not farmland growing crops so strong! How do you live here? It’s all just so foot-loose,You can’t grow corn! You can’t plant or eat any roots! Ok Cluck, my friend, you’re used to the farm, Where dirt is a way of life, it’s part of your charm! But sand is also my land and waves for me, It’s light, it shifts, and it all belongs to the great big sea! What If I bring sand to the beach? Nope, just sing with a little dirt upon your beak! 🐔 So land and sea for eternity, we’ll always be here! ...As sure as the tides, we sure shell, my feathery dear! Ins-peck-tour gadgets, and a hood! Stick to your goals and poles of wood! Wobble your knees, then strut around! Now ride the tidal waves while we surf the underground! Ok Clam, ok Clam, I gave it my best, I flapped and I flopped—but I fear I failed the test! ...The crows, the hawks, they soar so much more high, But not me? I just wobble off the ground, and I’m also kinda shy! Ok Cluck, ok Cluck, it’s not a mistake, You’re built for running, for speed and escape! Your wings are strong, but your body is too, You’d rather chase some bugs and lay eggs than fly way past the moon! "So I can’t touch the clouds, but I’m quick on my feet? " Exactly, my friend—your super-power is speed!