Dead heifers were a herd of moos...you buy the bodies by the pound
It's not that long since they ran free...now the heifers will be finely ground
The pile of moo you then place on a flame...till the meat is all aglow
And with your fries, a greasy pile...it's down my neck it goes

In the bun was ears an' bits of jaw...with a knob, lip, eyes an' goo
The worst bits of the cow you fry...here I am about to spew
Some people sigh when some cattle die...with the sick head sprays of blood
The veggies say you're doin' a wrong...they were ace when they chewed the cud

People muchin', all are round...coz no way bereft of fat
I don't care what the people weigh...I don't need my jacksy flat
One thing I do have on my mind...is that you glorify this goo
An' the day you clog me as the icky fries maim...is the day that I'd love to sue, yeah
The day that I'll sue, should've ate a moose...gimme moosey, gimme

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V-v-veins so hard they wouldn't unbind...still for burgers craved
Abused my life, a thousand pounds...amount of lard I tried
Heart breaker, my time has come...won't live another day
Oh I pray, heart breaker
Muck Ronald
Muck Donald
Muck