Mad Cow disease, diabetes, heart attack, cancer Jack in the box, covered in raw putrid meat Jack’s in your ass squirting blood on the toilet seat At this value price it’s worth the risk your kids may die Who needs a toy when you got E.coli surprise Decorated with death from your feet to your head Your stomach bloated from the meat of the infected You only eat what’s safe and inspected But the stamp on the package, it don’t mean shit Another outbreak occurs, a few more dead Isn’t it funny how things come around in the end? The USDA doesn’t give a fuck about you or me They only care about the constant blood flow of money Pushed aside by politicians and the industry Get whatever they need in Washington lobbying It’s not about the health and welfare of all living things It’s strictly money, power, torture, and exploiting poverty They know people are stupid That’s how they have been trained They will eat themselves to death Much like an animal’s way Mira, el jefe! Hurry up and get those cows killed we need more money I don’t know boss, this one kind of walks funny Who gives a shit, hack the bitch, mix it with fresher beef Hope to god it’s not the 1% the inspector sees Grind up the maggots, the bones, the hair and manure Throw in some stomach bile for a little added flavor Nutritious goodness for the school lunch cafeteria Burn the shit out of it to kill off the bacteria E. coli (ketchup and fecal spill) Served with fries (a hefty medical bill) The E. coli surprise (be sure what you consume) The delicious way to die (moo moo, moo fuck you!) Don’t fret little green spoiled meat With a little red dye you will do just fine None are sacred here, no disability She will be dragged to her feet, she will spread her disease Served to the selfish pricks who never give a shit Until it’s on their plate and they are feeling sick Pushed aside by politicians and the industry Get whatever they need in Washington lobbying It’s not about the health and welfare of all living things It’s strictly money, power, torture, and exploiting poverty They know people are worthless Easy to control when they are sick I’m out of this fucked up system So you can pucker up and kiss-a my dick Now you mothers show concern Your kids are a-puking and their assholes burn You never cared before that cows are skinned alive But now the bus is arriving, wave your last goodbye Teach math and science and feed them like they would a dog French bread pizza topped with meat dripping piss-shit sauce Native Americans, extinction of the dinosaurs It’s naptime now so just pass out on the fucking floor Hey Kids, come and get it before the insects do! Don’t drink the Kool-aid! Don’t eat the beef! For just 99 cents you can get onion rings instead

Ooh baby, you’re making me sweat You’re driving me crazy I just can’t stay away from you It’s like you’re wearing big slabs of bacon or something Oh God, I want you so badly I don’t know what’s wrong with me I can’t control myself Your red lips look like… like rabbit’s blood It’s turning me on You smell like a… like a dead rat Oh you know what a man wants Maybe it’s loneliness Maybe low self esteem Maybe insecurity Maybe false hopes and dreams Maybe it’s all you see Maybe celebrities Maybe its magazines Welcome to 2010 Read the fucking label, there’s better options You want to look good, well that’s great Does hate define your taste? Burn your skin and seal your eyes Make you feel how rodents die Fuck your wants and fuck your needs You careless, superficial queen She’s so beautiful, she’s so fine The way her lips shine make rabbits blind Eye shadow in the darkest tone Makes lust and love from shrieks and moans Here come colognes and creams Fantasies and wet dreams Here comes Herbal Essences Orgasms, soapy finger sex Here comes Eva and Beyonce Advertising whores, they’ll do anything Here comes Jack and Kate Lost with Ben Affleck Here comes the science (rabbit screams) Ulcerated bleeding eyes Tube-fed toxins, half should die Irritated, itchy flesh Paralysis and convulsions Place their heads into restraints Snap their necks to avoid the pain No relief, forced open eyelids You don’t care about anything except yourself Buy anything packaged by L’Oreal No concern at all about behind the scenes A one track mind just me, me, ME Before Botox goes in your face Try first on rats, make sure it’s safe But torture has its side effects Makes you a freaky, frown-less, fucking mess He smells so musky, isn’t she lucky? Sets wild fire through a mouse’s insides The scent of aftershave turns women into slaves Enough to make any animal die sexually Hey how we feeling tonight? How about you there, sexy young lady? A girl like that makes me feel like the moon and a piece of pie in a freakin’ eyeball in the sky You fellas know what I’m talking about Here’s a little ditty for you honeymooners out there She’s got the fake, perky tits, luscious collagen lips She needs a man with white teeth and a ten inch dick Don’t ask me how they got to be this way I don’t want to spoil your dinner, folks Take it away! Nowhere near perfect but I have a good heart My nose is big, my head is balding, teeth are spaced apart Sometimes there’s bags under my eyes, sometimes my face breaks out But it’s never an excuse to bring another species down

Man and Nature Man and Animal I know God can be so absurd But sometimes we get what we deserve I know God can be so absurd But sometimes we get what we deserve Mankind will never know peace with itself Until it first finds peace with everything else The negative energy makes the earth react There’s nothing natural about it, just a way to fight back And sometimes even animals choose to attack And I love it when they do It makes me feel so relaxed I meditate, I ask the lord to grant them the strength To kill and rectify the ones who steal my faith And I pray, that the bullfighter dies tonight Oh yeah, throw him around and get a few in the crowd And at the end of the parade the bull will pay the price But at least now he can take a bow with some pride Destiny (Fate) Love and Peace (War) Innocence (Guilt) Happy Thanksgiving, what are you thankful for? The killing of the tribes, are turkey’s metaphors? We eat then watch the horses race on TV May the best horse win, the one zapped with batteries Then together we can go hunting for deer We pop ‘em and stuff ‘em, hang taxidermy chandeliers We sleep with duck feather pillows, wool blankets peacefully Until a prowler in the house murders entire family Performers mauled by cats on stage Fear fights back with unforgiving rage In the crowd there’s a lesson to be learned That sometimes we get what we deserve A Harley Davidson man, a leather vest The pain it cost to make, he could care less And on the highway one day he crashed and burned Well sometimes we get what we deserve Lions and tigers and bears oh my! Little boys and girls, a show of justice for your eyes Grab some popcorn, grab a beer You won’t get in trouble; your parents soon won’t be here I want to watch you die I want to watch you fucking die Train dogs for killing, chain a coyote up The coyote breaks free and chews the hunter’s guts Guns, drugs, and scum at the cockfighting pit The roosters freak out and stab their handlers to death A bear on a bicycle with burned paws The bear rips the trainer’s face off with its claws A snake charmer tries to sew a snake’s mouth shut The snake bites, injects venoms into his blood An elephant screams as a bullhook is sunk Into the elephant’s side, breaks the man with its trunk A rodeo clown likes to bullshit around The bull sends him spinning like a merry go round A poacher sneaks into the zoo at night The rhino puts up a fight for its life The horn pierces, it twists and turns Cuz sometimes we get what we deserve Timothy Treadwell should not have been killed When people wrestle bears for comedy films Make a joke of what should be preserved And sometimes we get what we deserve Scold and criticize savage fools But their broke machines can’t work without tools Can’t just ignore all that you’ve heard Or sometimes we get what we deserve Depriving animals of their basic needs To play our shallow, petty games Is it too much to ask of you stupid assholes (Let’s have some fucking water for these animals) Tsunamis and earthquakes (Come on Christ-man) Volcanoes and tidal waves (Hurt us!) I know God can be so absurd But sometimes we get what we deserve Floods and Blizzards (Come on Allah) Tornadoes and hurricanes (Hurt us!) I know God can be so absurd But sometimes we get what we deserve (I want, if there’s a god, to kick some ass down here) I know God can be so absurd But sometimes we get what we deserve

Where I see God, you just see green What you call product I call a Cheap shot violation Brute abomination Domination in vain, blessed with the brains to find better ways Stand up to it, chickenshit Don’t lose yourself to corporate gain Let them fall and crumble Don’t sleep through the alarm The sweet dreams are over, wake up Fun lovin’ silly ones at Tyson bless their heart With a goofy, toothless smile and a stench like a fart Rich, white, fat fucks sit Push insane objectives Fifteen minute break; squeeze the chickens ‘til they spew Get to act like a caveman, yabba dabba doo No time to use the bathroom Piss on what they consume I work hard on the line all motherfuckin’ day Bust a cap in yo feathered ass if you hurt my brain East coast chicken choker, so insane Don’t hate the playa, hate the game BITCH! Cash stackin’ killa, pimpin’ hens and hoes I got blood and guts all over my clothes No fuckin’ chicken gonna peck my crew Full of backwoods hicks and illegal foos SHIT! Down in Hell, Chef Hitler rolls your balls in batter Sam Walton sells your frozen thighs at a low price Loose skin Jared from Subway devours your congealed flesh, eat fresh Bobby Flay grills and marinades your breast and legs What kind of man slams an animal into the wall? Were you molested? What kind of people buy their food from Neanderthals? Whole goddamn place does; united land of morons What kind of country lets this happen without even a fee to pay? The good ole USA What kind of God do you believe in, is it like you, fat cheap and lazy? Crucified for fast food Slave master Sanders and his famous fried chicken Antibiotics and arsenic a-make it finger lickin’ Buckets full of corpses Piss shit sauce and biscuits Cute little slogans are the selling points Not ethics and morals, doing chickens right Things that should disturb Erased by spice and herbs Travel long distance, got a craving for a blood clot Look for a shithole, highway pit stop Fat to the finish Cuz I eat Popeye’s chicks Visit Chick fil-A witness the bizarre Mormons Where the Word of God says “Save the cows, kill more chickens” Holy Sabbath Sunday Rest for sin on Monday Down in Hell, Genghis Khan packs your ass with breadcrumbs Dave Thomas wants your fat ass as a midnight snack Some asshole from McDonalds makes chunks of you a dollar menu George Foreman, your blood dripping, his lean mean machine

My Little Pony, killed secretly Berenstain Bears, lost gall bladders Mr. Fox poached, rich bitch fur coat Curious George, brain filled with surge Saturday morning is a blur If cartoons are too violent, what about reality (screaming in background) Fuck you and your morals, the deceptions that you reap (screaming in background) If cartoons are too violent, what about reality (screaming in background) Fuck you and your morals, the deceptions that you reap (screaming in background) We love animals Ladies and gentlemen, Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Circus Proudly presents the greatest animal trainer of all time… SATAN! The circus is in town, turn that frown upside down Elephants and tigers slapped around Off to the zoo where wild beasts are enslaved Sit around and get stared at all day We’ll go to the farm where there’s a petting zoo Kids can touch and feed what’s brewing in their stew Not stuffed fucking toys, these ones bleed a bit Real faces, sounds that will fill your pants with shit Saturday morning is a lie This is not fucking Nickelodeon Not a fucking Pixar movie This is a place where all your furry friends are tranquilized and beat Sounds of nature Scream in terror Mankind is here Armed with a spear We love animals The talking dogs and singing frogs Sock puppet lambs, mascots for fans Fat lazy cats, chimps in weird hats Behind closed doors Burn them, beat them, kill them Fuck them, they mean nothing Chicken nuggets in fun dino shapes Trapped in the dark, crowded together in their own shit, they wait Ultra processed, Disney Princess Spaghettios with franks Five months of hell, can’t turn around, stuck in a small metal crate We love the greeting cards, the fruit snack sharks, and Noah’s Ark But love cannot compete with ugliness and vanity We’re always so fucking hungry And after all the ways we think we’ve grown, we’re still a nation of hypocrites And after all the things we claim to know, we’re still so primitive and ignorant Saturday morning is a blur….

Come on you motherfuckers! I need to get home and beat my wife and kids before church! Here piggy, piggy get your fat ass on the truck We know you’re hot, crammed, and thirsty but we don’t give a fuck We got this bright, shiny prod that we can shove up your ass And if you don’t want to move we’ll beat you ‘til you collapse We’ll throw you in a pile outside, half alive Where you’ll lay for days and rot away and slowly fucking die An intelligent and friendly species but tastes good unfortunately No one cares which way you die, people love to close their eyes Here piggy, piggy, now it’s time for your death Drag you by your fucking snout then shoot a bolt through your head You better pray to god we kill you on the very first try Or else you’re gonna go through the whole process alive We will never respect the sacrifice that you made You’re just a soulless animal You don’t feel any pain Can’t wait for God anymore Can’t wait for some kind of Jesus Can’t keep living with our fucking fingers crossed Can’t wait ‘til everything is dead and gone Hurry up and die we got thousands more behind you Need a sausage biscuit in three minutes at McDonalds’ drive-thru Weinerschnitzel, wet my whistle, turn that hog into a dog! Pupperoni, Beggin’ Strips, born again through doggy shit It’s a fast food nation full of slow thinking minds Where demonic corporations get away with brutal crimes There’s no such thing as too much money in this fucking country Anything to save a dime, anything will keep us occupied Born at the mercy of the rich, they march to their death in a line We’re not so different after all, we just pretend all the time Piggy, are you ok? Piggy, are you ok, are you ok, piggy? Piggy, are you ok? You’ve been hit by a cruel criminal Three months of news coverage Three months of news coverage, a man they hated Three months of news coverage But nothing about the meat industry It’s bad, it’s a thriller, it’s dangerous It’s sad, it’s a squealer, it’s hideous Take that piggy and spin him around Smash him headfirst into the ground In the bible belt give the devil a nod Mutilations in the name of God For the holy men on Satan’s factory farm Judgment’s coming in it’s purest form Come join the preaching Jesus, deep south, apple mouth, hog hoedown I’m coming to fucking kill you, Jeffrey Dahmer motherfuckers! During your short life here, you’ll meet the best we have Ex-convicts and immigrants inside a corporate plan Violent offenders that will do things to you That nobody sane would ever dream to do But don’t think they won’t eat you, cuz oh yes they will They don’t care about details, they just don’t want to kill The Humane Slaughter Act shouldn’t scare you one bit You see things look good on paper but we don’t have time for that shit Pump you up with hormones, make you as fat as a republican Bash apart your fucking brains by God fearing Christians Cut your balls, cut your tail, without the use of medicine Lock you up inside a cage, some will cry but real men grin We will always have more important human issues than you Like a peanut sized fucking fetus that doesn’t even know what the fuck it is yet I’m gonna fucking stab you in your face Or maybe I should take it down to your civilized manner and dump you into a scalding tank And watch your eyes pop out, you sick twisted fucks! Bible Thumpers! Dumb Fuckers! Bible Thumpers! Die Motherfuckers! Join us next week for the divine depiction of Kosher It’s very scary! Fuckers!