Cows - Screeching Weasel

Cows — They’re comin near me Hope they don’t see me They can’t defeat me Oh please don’t eat me !

Cows — won’t give you butter

If you pull their udder

Cows now longer have sad eyes

They won’t be served with fries

They have no master

They’re comin faster

They’re sleeping in my bed

They’re stepping on my head !

MOO!