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Intro 1
Verse 1
it's cruel.
It's murder, cold- blooded,
To slay a poor vegetable just for your stew
Have you no decency?
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To rip that poor vegetable out of the earth
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Oh, no, don't slay that potato!
Don't boil it or fry it,
don't bake it!
Of this poor helpless spud.
That's the worst kind
Interlude 1
to you!
Verse 2
something your size
The peas are all trembling
there in their pod
How would you like to be
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To be eaten with full- fiber bread?
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It's no bed of roses,
this vegetable life.
You don't get around much. You don't
see the sights
You're helpless when somebody's
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And causes you nothing but grief.
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ought
to be some way of saving our skins.
Just show anybody a cute little lamb
Well, potatoes are ugly.
Outro 1
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