We don't want your kind here.

Those damn veggies.

Those damn veggies.

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Yes, we're everywhere!

 

Well, not the Buckhorn Saloon and Museum. But everywhere else!

 

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Those damn veggies.

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Yes, we're everywhere!

 

Just one I'd like to see a potato scream when you cut into it.

 

 

Then what would you do.

Those damn veggies.

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Yes, we're everywhere!

 

Just one I'd like to see a potato scream when you cut into it.

 

 

Then what would you do.

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Since you asked...

 

Listen up brothers and sisters,

come hear my desperate tale.

I speak of our friends of nature,

trapped in the dirt like a jail.

 

Vegetables live in oppression,

served on our tables each night.

This killing of veggies is madness,

I say we take up the fight.

 

Salads are only for murderers,

coleslaw's a fascist regime.

Don't think that they don't have feelings,

just cause a radish can't scream.

 

Chorus:

I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)

Watching their skins being peeled (having their insides revealed)

Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)

How do you think that feels (bet it hurts really bad)

Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)

Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)

It's time to stop all this gardening (it's dirty as hell)

Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade is a spade)

 

I saw a man eating celery,

so I beat him black and blue.

If he ever touches a sprout again,

I'll bite him clean in two.

 

I'm a political prisoner,

trapped in a windowless cage.

Cause I stopped the slaughter of turnips

by killing five men in a rage

 

I told the judge when he sentenced me,

This is my finest hour,

I'd kill those farmers again

just to save one more cauliflower

 

Chorus

 

How low as people do we dare to stoop,

Making young broccolis bleed in the soup?

Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes

Let potted plants free, don't mash that potato!

 

I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)

Watching their skins being peeled (fates in the stirfry are sealed)

Grated and steamed with no mercy (you fat gormet slob)

How do you think that feels? (leave them out in the field)

Carrot juice constitutes murder (V8's genocide)

Greenhouses prisons for slaves (yes, your composts are graves)

It's time to stop all this gardening (take up macrame)

Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade.....

the moon was hanging cool

and full above the waving swimming pool

as we were feeding mouths with heat and drool

'cuz we were having christmas feast

a merry one with pork and grease

and every guest was eating meat like beasts

 

'cuz santa gave us lollypork and everyone was gay

the smell of frying pig was in the air

I really think that eating piggy pork is quite O.K

as long as the meat is well done

I think its fair

 

fanatic vegetarians would call us rude barbarians

but before they did we forked them on the grill

the taste was quite 'mermalian'

reminded me of aliens

but salt could give oooooh the last thrill

 

and santa gave us lollypork....

 

my youngest son once asked his dad

"how can it be that I'm so fat?

you taught me lollypork was for my health!

the skinny kids with baseball bats

still kick my ass and tell me that

my family was never one of wealth"

 

and santa gave us lollypork....

 

 

 

A good veggie is an eaten veggie I tell you!!

More Songs!

This is a Texas thread, people! At least keep the songs Texas-like! :angry:

This is a Texas thread, people!  At least keep the songs Texas-like!  :angry:

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sorry

 

 

More songs, piligrims

Lol veggies.

 

One day I hope to go to one of those all-you-can-eat meat houses in Brazil or wherever it was that I saw on travel tv. You get green and red flag thingies and basically if your green flag's up, waiters bringing huge hunks of meat stop at your table and carve out stuff for you, if that's what you want.

 

The tables are within view of the cooking... roasts, kebabs, sausages, lamb, beef, game everything! I was so jealous

 

On a tangent, I was talking to my friends from China over dinner about what their hometowns were famous for. The Beijing guy mentioned Peking duck (surprise!) and some kind of noodles. Another guy metnioned lamb (urge to go... rising) and the different ways they cooked it. Finally, the girl from Shanghai said that nothing in particular was famous though they had a bit of everything there.

 

If I plan a holiday I'd plan it around the local food, sampling them from place to place. From the ingredients, the preperation till the final product.

 

Yes, I love my food (and coffee) although I'm thin.