There was cow on a farm grazing peacefully

A mother, a father perhaps a baby

It dosen't know its fate

Chorus

Don't eat Oscar Meyer weiners

They are bad 4 you

They are made from things

That used to feel like you

The herded masses, move one by one

On to a damp truck where they are promptly strung

With the thought of nver going home

They were raised ro be slaughtered, not experienced life

Soon to be blend with a buchers knife

No mercy, no thought, no hope

That's why we say

Chorus

Don't eat Oscar Meyer weiners

They are bad 4 you

They are made from things

That used to feel like you

Cows and pigs weren't meant as meat

These animals some humans eat

Go find yourself a veggie treat

Take the innocence off the heat

Don't eat meat

Don't eat Oscar Meyer...