You've seen life through carniv'rous eyes
You used to like to eat
T-bone steak, mushrooms and fries
All you want is meat

The meal is cooked, the food's prepared
You want to take a bite
The food is out, it's on the plate
There's nothing red in sight

Nobody will ever let you know
When you ask what it means
They just tell you that you're veggie now
Fill your stomach full of gree- hee- heens

The people who have cooked for you
You want to see them burn
Sling them on the barbecue
And maybe then they'll learn

You're wishing that the waiters here
Would take your plate away
You don't care if it don't see
Again the light of day

Nobody will ever let you know
When you ask what it means
They just tell you that you're veggie now
Fill your stomach full of gree- hee- heens
You bastards

Where can you run to?
Where can you get food?
No more salami
That thought is killing you

Meals turn to nightmares
Lettuce turns to hell
Bacon's out forever
Nothing more to tell

Everything around you
Cabbage, tofu, beans
God knows as your dog knows
Cannot live on greens

Salad, bloody salad
Nothing else to eat
Living is like dying
Dying for some meat, yeah