Burn, Baby, Burn!!
Dictators, The
D.F.F.D. (2001)

I crave the flesh of the sacred cow
charred and dripping fat

I love the sight of a baby lamb
Spinning on the rack

I say, Burn!!
Burn!!
Burn, Baby, Burn!!

My guitar player likes to knaw the bone
and suck the marrow out
He plays a Marshall stack twenty feet tall
and grills a porterhouse

I say, Burn!!
Burn!!
Burn, Ross, Burn!!

Plantkillers! Plantkillers! Plantkillers try to rule my world
Plantkillers! Plantkillers! Plantkillers try to rule my world

The grill's hot, my knives sharpened
Got a bass-o-matic
And a hunger pang

Why do the Sioux hunt the buffalo?
Why do they love the pig in Spain?

Why do the big fish eat the small?
Why do we even have to eat at all

Cause,
Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on......

Look at me now
Look at me now
Look at me now
I'm on top of the food chain

I am the carnivore
I am the omnivore
I am the matador
That's what my teeth are for

Burn!!
Burn baby
Burn!!
Burn baby
Burn!!
Burn baby
Burn!!
Burn baby