| Chew it! Chew it! | |
| Chew it to spit it out | |
| Spewing your beings | |
| Chew on history with you | |
| Bloodhound, nose to the ground | |
| Hunting the big game, | |
| I'm through | |
| And I want to be more than a stomach on four legs | |
| It's true | |
| So drain me, embalm me | |
| I'm moving to a higher venue | |
| Up the food chain | |
| Up on two | |
| Eat the sky | |
| Stand up straight | |
| On hind legs and cry | |
| Chew it! Chew it! | |
| Chew it to spit it out! | |
| And now that | |
| I'm standing | |
| Nervous organs dangling from you | |
| I'm blushing like red-roses | |
| The earth is my whorehouse | |
| My zoo Chew it! | |
| Chew it! Chew it! | |
| Spit it out! | |
| Squeeze your mothers neck ' | |
| Til the kicking stops | |
| The memories stop | |
| Chew it, chew it, chew it to spit it out! <i>[X4] [repeat] | |
| Chew it! Chew it! | |
| Chew it! Spit it out! |