What the world needs now is lunch meat, yum!
It's so delicious; these vittles: I'll get me some.
What this churl needs now is lunch meat, yum!
But hope it don't come from them Westland scum.

Gorge will I on a sliced-meat mountain. . .
Open mouth 'n' then fill wide: it's stuffin' time.
I like noshin' on liverwurst, even hoss
Meat--had to stretch it to get that rhyme.

What the world needs now is lunch meat, yum!
It's faux nutritious; these vittles: I'll get me some.
What this churl needs now is lunch meat, yum!
Thirsting I for some to stuff down into my tum.

Gorge will I on some processed dead veau*
That was corn-fed, not wheat-fed; la peine, ça vaut.**
For this lunch meat, a lunch treat--once pensive kine.
I'll vittles-gore like voracious vole.

What this churl needs now is lunch meat, yum!
It's, though pernicious, delicious; I'll fetch me some.
But I'm hurling now this lunch meat; tum
Burst forth. . .looks like chum, what's emerged; I'm glum.

I'm purge-surged and glum, but degust more--pass me some.

[cornetucopia solo, to fade]


*calf
**It's worth the trouble