Organized Meat
by Cows
on Whorn (1996)
He talks too much, he takes all the credit
He's said it all, but he's never meant it
For him words are good things to eat
And people just organized meat
The neighbors plug their ears
He's screaming at street signs and airplanes
His time has come to go away
His time has come to go away
He loved her as much as he could
Five, ten times as he could
But he should've stuck with a pet
Something he could have buried himself
He shakes the trees, he falls
He scurries from rat-hole to rat-hole
His time has come to go away
His time has come to go away
When it came to the birds and the bees
All he got was pecked and stung
But the neighbors - they don't want to hear it
They say what's done is done
They want him bound and gagged
They watch him dragged off in handcuffs
His time has come to go away
His time has come to go away
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On Organized Meat by Cows
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