They ask me
What do little vegans eat
Do they ever want to cheat
What do little vegans eat
Do they ever crave some meat
What do little vegans eat
Tell me now I'm losing sleep
How do they even survive
What do they eat to stay alive
No ya freak
I've got plenty to eat
Can't you comprehend
That I don't eat friends
No animal torture for me
They say
What do little vegans eat
Mud with sides of swampy peat
Iceberg lettuce from madame
Bags of dust in kilograms
Toadstools over woody bits
Musty flavour on their lips
Rotten apples from the tree
They love to sip nettle tea
Blades of grass, clumps of turf
Seaweed washed up on the surf
Rotting bark, rust and bits
Add some flavour to their grits
Mossy stones, algae jam
No, they don't eat eggs or ham
But autumn leaves are to their taste
Ground with twigs into a paste
No ya freak
I've got plenty to eat
Can't you comprehend
That I don't eat friends
No animal torture for me
I answer
What do little vegans eat
I'll tell you now so you can sleep
We don't just like to survive
What we eat, it makes us thrive
This is some of what I eat
Fruit and veg, juicy beets
Hummus splashed on top of chips
Lovely taste upon the lips
Curries, Chilli, Chinese food
English if I'm in the mood
Loads more things that I can eat
And no I don't miss any meat
Pizza topped with vegan cheese
Pie and gravy, mushy peas
Vegan burgers? Spoilt for choice
So much more I'll lose my
So ya freak
I've got plenty to eat
Just comprehend
That I don't eat friends
No animal torture for me
I mean come on, it ain't hard to understand
If it comes from an animal then I am not eating it
Get it
So ya freak
I've got plenty to eat
Just comprehend
That I don't eat friends
No animal torture for me
So ya freak
I've got plenty to eat
Just comprehend
That I don't eat friends
No animal torture for me
Go ya freak
Go-oh-oh ya freak
Just comprehend
That I don't eat friends
No animal torture for me, for me, for me