Mad Cow

Mad Cow

© 2008 Bryce Black

 

You are what you eat
but if you eat what you are
this recyclin’ thing’s gone way too far
If you’re the missing link in your own food chain
ya know that I think it’s a cryin’ shame
cuz you’ll be ravin’ while you’re dyin’
as the microscopic prions
are eatin’ little holes in your brain

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Mad Cow, It’s a dread disease
Somehow, it turns your brain to cheese
Right now, I hope we all agree
It seems like any fool should see
that a ruminatin’ animal
turned into a cannibal
gets spongiform encephalopathy]

One Canadian bossy came way down south
She was rollin’ her eyes and foamin’ at the mouth
neurotic, psychotic and paranoid too
in need of a shrink to talk her through
her delusions of grandeur
that all across the land her
story would be on the TV news

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We gonna leave that feedlot now
Ain’t got no use for an ol’ mad cow
Where the cows are all
hormone deranged
the people there are also strange

USDA say food still safe
we only found one little case
For all this fuss there’s just no base
No need to put a Mad Cow test in place
like, ’cross the Atlantic
they did, in a panic
but we can trust the marketplace

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