I think every vegetarian gets sick at some point of having to justify their choice – so here is a justification in three rock ‘n roll verses.
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Fruit and Veg, baby
Chorus:
Fruit and veg, baby
Fruit and veg is free
You pick it off the ground
You pick it off a tree
It goes down naturally
If you’ve got an attitude
That depends entirely on food
If a cheeseburger and fries
Is haute cuisine in your eyes
Well we may know our ABC
But do we know our Es
Get that monosodium triglycosphate
Invert sugar
Right off my plate
Chorus
If you woke up this morning
Had some hormones on toast
Of all the world’s varieties
It’s the GM ones you love the most
Well you may know your ABC
But do you know your CJD
If meat is murder we’re psychopaths
We can’t all feast on protein
Just do the maths
Chorus
I need a hit that goes straight to my brain
Every day I have to seek it out
And if I don’t get it again and again
It makes me completely freak out
Well we follow our nose
And bury it in sucrose
It’s not all sweetness and light
This is going to be the next fight
