There was cow on a farm grazing peacefully
A mother, a father perhaps a baby
It dosen't know it's fate
Chorus
Don't eat Oscar Meyer weiners
They are bad 4 you
They are made from things
That used to feel like you
The herded masses, move one by one
On to a damp truck where they are promptly strung
With the thought of nver going home
They were raised ro be slaughtered, not experienced life
Soon to be blend with a buchers knife
No mercy, no thought, no hope
That's why we say
Chorus
Don't eat Oscar Meyer weiners
They are bad 4 you
They are made from things
That used to feel like you
Cows and pigs weren't meant as meat
These animals some humans eat
Go find yourself a veggie treat
Take the innocence off the heat
Don't eat meat
Don't eat Oscar Meyer...