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Burn, Baby, Burn!! (The Dictators)

I crave the flesh of the sacred cow Charred and dripping fat I love the sight of a baby lamb Spinning on the rack I say, burn, burn Burn, baby, burn!! My guitar player likes to know the bone And suck the marrow out He plays a Marshall stack twenty feet tall And grills a porterhouse I say, burn, burn Burn, Ross, burn!! Plantkillers, plantkillers Plantkillers try to rule my world Plantkillers, plantkillers Plantkillers try to rule my world The grill's hot, my knives sharpened Got a bass-o-matic and a hunger pang Why do the Sioux hunt the buffalo? Why do they love the pig in Spain? Why do the big fish eat the small? Why do we even have to eat at all Cause, life feeds on, life feeds on Life feeds on, life feeds on, life feeds on Look at me now Look at me now Look at me now I'm on top of the food chain I am the carnivore I am the omnivore I am the matador That's what my teeth are for Burn Burn, baby, burn!! Burn, baby, burn!! Burn, baby, burn!! Burn, baby