I eat the finest cuisines, in the finest of places
Stuff my mouth full and always say thank you
But if it's raised in a cage, and it can't even move
If it's hormone filled and in a bad mood
I'm gonna pass on that
Reach for something better
The only milk I'll drink
Comes from the nipple of a soy bean
Veggies make you live forever, and they seem to taste much better
When they're cooked and grown with love
So give a chef who knows what's up a hug

Momma just can't seem to get it
Papa, he just rolls his eyes
When I tell them I'm much healthier, they just say that it's all lies
But beans, nuts, fruits and veggies
Can really fill the belly
Get you vitamins you need
Shiny hair and extra speed
Don't you bring that brisquet further
I want a marinated, deep fried, hand-tied mushroom burger
We
Gotta stand strong
For our feathered, furry, sometimes scaly animal friends and their little babies
'Cause I wouldn't want to live in a cage in a dark warehouse killed at an early age
Pumped full of hormones, sleeping in my feces
Never met my mother, raised by machines
Never get sunshine, never get green
But... that's just me (Pick it, Bones)
(That girl loves fruit leather)