My Green is Soylent.

My Green is Soylent
My food is pure
New York was starving
Not anymore.
An excellent source of protein
Is now feeding all the land
It's nutritious and good for you
But tasteless and bland

It's people, fool! It's people, fool!
It's people, fool - it's true!
They've been erased from this crowded place
Now they're feeding me and you.
Comes in red and yellow, too.

First the wheat and rye
Then the cows all died
'Cause the tem-per-a-ture was risin'
Way too high
And I don't think that we'll see Mom again
But she'll keep on feeding your big ass till the end

It's people, fool! It's poeple, fool!
It's people, fool - it's true!
Accept with grace what goes in your face
There is nothing we can do.
Tell me, what is eating you?

La la la la...la la la la...la la la la la...

It's people, fool! It's people, fool!
It's people, fool - it's true!
'Cause there's forty million crowded in this small space
And there's no food around 'cept for me and you!

So it's time to face the truth.
Someday dinner will be you.