You can have all sorts of riches
\nSilver spoons when you are born
\nWalk about in finery
\nIt does it makes me yawn
\nShop at Fortnum and Mason
\nWhere the toffs all go
\nTo buy their foie gras carnage
\nThat’s if you didn’t know<\/p>\n
Morrissey he know what they get up to
\nSo do I
\nPrecious ducks and geese
\nAre tortured and force fed
\nYou ask why
\nWhy because of gavage
\nThat force feed torturing where
\nThe liver swells ten times it’s size
\nAnd the bird enters despair<\/p>\n
It’s very hard to breathe then
\nAnd the feeding pipe is rough
\nPushing inside delicate throats
\nThat is really tough
\nThe lining gets all chewed up
\nUlcerated by
\nThe continual thrusting of the tube
\nAgain you might ask why<\/p>\n
So illegality can be served
\nAnd the likes of toff shops can
\nImport the shit from sunny France
\nHere it holds it’s ban
\nYou cannot make foie gras here
\nBut you can sell it, so
\nYou can deal in torture
\nWith a royal warrant on show<\/p>\n
Birds that live in water
\nCreated to swim cannot
\nInstead they are made to stand in cages
\nThat is all they’ve got
\nThat’s the life we give them
\nWe torture them each day
\nAnd if they haven’t
\npegged out
\nWe stab them anyway<\/p>\n
And the likes of Mrs god knows who
\nAnd lady muck supreme
\nThey can eat this rotten shit
\nFor them it’s such a dream
\nCome true to fill their intestines
\nWith blood guts minced to gore
\nFoie gras is the vilest nastiest
\nFrom delicate throats made sore<\/p>\n
Any house that sells this crap
\nShould be made to say
\nWhy they think that torture in a can
\nIs still okay
\nWhy they need to profit
\nFrom what is a malediction
\nAnd why they imagine that at this rate
\nThey are not subject to a conviction<\/p>\n
Anybody with any thought with any respect for life
\nWould open the eyes and hearts to it
\nAnd see and feel the strife
\nThat is laden down on ducks and geese
\nThe torture and the pain
\nAnd realise that to sell this stuff
\nIs perfectly insane<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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