Squeaky clean New Zealand
Has somehow got away
With making all its
Bobby calves into victims everyday
Milk designed for baby calves
Is sold and fed to you
So as the nasty dairy trade
Does what it wants to do
Its happening all over
These calves are killed outright
With in 4 days of birth alas
They are killed day becomes night
For them they are starved and beaten
And slaughtered come what may
Every single one of them killed
They have to pay
Squeaky clean New Zealand are rotten
To the core
Frightening these youngsters
Who do not know what for
They are hurting really suffering
Left in trucks to die
This is the milk industry
And you lot ask me why
So they can make big money
And the victims have to pay
Squeaky clean New Zealand are a bunch
Of pratts I say
And the public are naive as hell
Fooled by this vile trade
Into thinking milk is healthy
On your shoulders they are laid
This is what is happening
And has been happening for years
Its how the dairy Does things
So now you know my dears
now you know they are criminals
What are you going to do
Carry on drinking and eating it
And pretend you don’t have a clue
Its loaded up with hormones
With antibiotics, they
Are stuffing this shit into the cows
Every single day
The milk is actually toxic
And you feed it to your young
Your children your poor children
Whilst the calves end up all hung
Their throats slit and they bleed out
Screaming to the skies
Every pint of milk you buy
Is made of a bunch of lies