Lyrics: Screeching Weasel. Screeching Weasel. Cows.

cows - they're comin near me hope they don't see me they can't defeat me oh please don't eat me ! cows - won't give you butter if you pull their udder cows now longer have sad eyes they won't be served with fries they have no master they're comin faster they're sleeping in my bed they're stepping on my head ! moo!