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?