It was August '87
And the butchers were working
In the bloody slaughterhouse
They k**ed so many animals
To satisfy your lusts
Some vegans want revenge
I think we know so
Well, what do you think of this?
The wife of the butcher
She suddenly pushed out
And this meant her d**h
'Coz she got impaled on a fleshhookk
The hook grinded her throat
And then it found its way
Thru her mouth, to the brains
Oh god, she bled to d**h
Well ya vegans
Are you satisfied now?
Not that we are against you
'Coz we are vegeterians
But some of you vegans
Think they are more than us
That attitude s**s
Why do you ignore people
Who chose to eat meat
That's their choice
Some of them do care about animals
Doesn't that count anymore?