Revenge, it is the most ignorant desire that I've ever had I was feeling really good but now I am sad But I am glad that I am here right now I want to bow to a holy cow And then tell the cow my sins Then throw them in recycling bins And learn from my mistakes Then throw my litter in lonely lakes For anthropologists to find I hope that no animals mind I am trying to do my job I am eating corn on the cob Do not rob me of my hobby, do not rob me of my life Do not rob me of my hobby, put down your vengeful knife I was not prepared for your weaponry, your premises are allergic to your aims I was not prepared for your weaponry, your premises are allergic to your claims