Paroles de 'Please Respect the Meat' par Darnell Turner

Even Darnell was able to work out
some issues by putting pen to paper.

My sweet animal brother
Please forgive my sin
Food source with a mother
Where do I begin?
To explain how my heart toils
justifying that you boil?
Leftovers I wrap in foil
America burns too much oil
Got to stay focused.

When I make my dirty dollar
I have heard the sound
Wait for it. It's heavy.
Of a crab who hiss and hollers
As he's drowning down
That crab fritter you see frying
was once a critter I sent dying
I wanna be a quitter,
and I'm sure trying
Cause I'm a cook who can't stop crying! Oooh

I'm not saying what to eat
Have a shish kebab or piggy feet
But honor he who feels the heat
Please respect the meat

I wanna say thank you,
thank you from the nation
To the people with claws, crustaceans
And to the other animals whose location
will end up in my draws, mastication. Joy..

It's not selfish, it is quite valid
to hope that shellfish
get their own mallets
And you might well wish
you ordered salad
When a crab whups your ass,
Darnell kick your ballad

It's no crime to sell a ton
of murdered exoskeletons
No one cried when he got fried
because he walks from side to side.

Baby, I tried to stay away from you
You know, tried seeing other foods
Broccoli, tofu, I even dipped it in butter
But it's not you

I'm not saying what to eat
Life is short and life is sweet
And meat is life so I repeat
Please respect the meat
Digest slowly
Please respect the meat
Even in Crete
Please respect the meat, ooooooooooohh