Dinner for one I am talking to my belly all it says is: eat the animal Some fruits won’t likely satisfy the pains I’m going through Restraint is a word that sounds too absurd Those hippies have no clue The tiger on the table just said to me: In Russia food eats you And when I start to think about These funny life-forms created just for me I will never get enough To eradicate, we are made To eradicate, we are made To eradicate, we are made I’m looking at the plate in front of me, I opt for gorilla’s balls It helps to get me appetite for sharks’ eyes ragout Abrosia is a word I never ever heard I simply have no clue The raptor on the table just said to me Make fast our I’ll eat you And when I start to think about These fine meals created just for me I will never get enough To eradicate, we are made To eradicate, we are made To eradicate, we are made Our voracity ... eats the enemy Our voracity ... eats the enemy