-> "Maybe I'm Farm-Raised"
Original Song Title:
"Maybe I'm Amazed" (MP3)
Parody Song Title:
"Maybe I'm Farm-Raised"
Lately I have grazed on the lovely fields of dark brown slime,
Frankly I’m afraid of the strain E-coli.
Lately I have grazed at the rate of a lot of overtime,
confined to a line,
Frankly I’m afraid of the farmer’s shiny glass eye.
Braising in a pan, maybe in a Foreman pan,
I’m in the middle of some tin,
Like a steak from East Afghanistan.
Braising with a calf, maybe one that’s cut in half,
Future veal picante,
Maybe won’t you help me get off this land.
Simmering in stew, maybe lookin’ up at you
I’m in the middle of a crock pot
Can’t you hear my once loud fading moo?
Craving Steak Diane, maybe it’s the only recipe
that could ever cook me,
Wish I’d been a chimp in some old zoo.
Maybe I’m farm-raised in a cold and lonely darkened room,
Maybe I’ll be dead by the time they feed you.
Maybe I’m farm-raised by the type of branding on my butt.
Primed for Pizza Hut,
Maybe I’m farm-raised by the way they burn my tattoo.
(chorus no words)
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