Men who hurt baby calves for veal consumers

These are someone else’s babies
Someone else’s sacrifice
Kidnapped from the grieving mothers
And its all done in a trice
By a laggard bloody farming twerp
Supposedly they care
Care about their bottom line
And Totally unaware

Of someone else’s baby
Who is now in their hands
See how you would feel
If you were veal
Would you make any plans?
A bloody chain around your neck
That scrapes away your skin
A bucket of slop
Which you have to hop
To reach another sin
And when you get to taste it
They beat you with a stick
And someone shouts out
“Hit him in the eyes”
It makes me sick
To listen to these arseoles
And its happening every day
This a secret camera
Picking up this drivvle
And people eating veal
Along the way

Legs stuck in the crate floor
Noses bleeding they
Are beaten up and shouted at
Every sodding day
Someone else’s babies
Treated in this way
And someone who buys veal for tea
Is helping to increase their pay

They should be thrown in prison
In solitary and they
Have a chain around their neck
And be fed on slop each day
And kick them up their arse
Real hard
until they start to bleed
And make it clear they feel the fear
Oh! yes feel it indeed

Look at them weeping snot out of their
Nostrils
Whilst you lot drink the milk from their Mama
Maybe in your chocolate drink before you go to sleep
Counting little lambs now from afar
Or maybe its the custard over doughnuts
Or milk thats stolen from each calf each day
This is what its like to be some one else’s baby
Who is kidnapped whilst its mothers borne away

To be slaughtered for your leather bags
And cut up for your steaks
Your burgers and your sausages
That is all it takes
Someone else’s mother listen as she cries
Hung up on a gantry chain
Blood pouring from her eyes

And you too are responsible
You want cheaper meat
That mother she’s the cash cow
The one you are going to eat
She’d been on the rape rack
Had the calf till you
Wanted veal for supper
Some people fucking do
And then its death for baby
Someone else’s baby
Cut its throat and bleed it out
Tender yea it may be

No excuses from me for being so damned aggressive
i am angry that so many of you are evil and degenerating
Faster than you can imagine