If you had a Tasmanian Devil round for dinner

You wouldn't have to wonder what he'd eat

The Devil will eat anything that you put in front of him

His digestive system is unique

He's earned himself an awesome reputation

He's blessed with an amazing appetite

And you won't have to clean up after

'Cause he'll eat nearly everything in sight



And he can eat, and he can eat

He'll eat grass and leaves and berries and any kind of meat

And he can eat, and he can eat

There isn't a thing he couldn't or wouldn't try to eat



If you had a Tasmanian Devil in your garden

He'll eat the carrots, spuds and silver beet

And if you give him time he'll eat the washing off the line

And half the fence before his meal's complete

He's a marsupial garbage disposal

The kind of an appliance you don't need

Oh it's not that he's trying to be destructive

It's just he's always looking for a feed



And he can eat, and he can eat

He'll eat grass and leaves and berries and any kind of meat

And he can eat, and he can eat

Ah, there isn't a thing he couldn't or wouldn't try to eat



And he can eat, and he can eat

He'll eat grass and leaves and berries and any kind of meat

And he can eat, and he can eat

Ah, there isn't a thing he couldn't or wouldn't try to eat



And he can eat, and he can eat

He'll eat grass and leaves and berries and any kind of meat

And he can eat, and he can eat

Ah, there isn't a thing he couldn't or wouldn't try to eat

There isn't a thing he couldn't or wouldn't try to eat

There isn't a thing he couldn't or wouldn't try to eat