"Well, it's true that some animals appeal, I think, to people more than others do; puppies and young rabbits..."
Out in the garden there's a little white rabbit
Like Revlon torture for your clean little habits
As you wash your hair to keep it clean
You get to wonder why Vosene's green
And forget about the silent animal screams
Out in the garden there's a little white dog
Shampoo in your eyes like a burning fog
But its tried and tested so you won't got blind
Animals killed for the good of mankind
For your shinning hair so many have died
Out in the garden there's a little white cat
And you're catching cancer as you smoke that fag
"When will they find the cure", you choke
When enough cats have died of smoke?
And the say that animals go for the throat
And the monkey in the zoo they look so tame
In the name of science they removed their brains
To think that man evolved from this beast
Civilised savage's down from the tree
The animals who run these laboratories
I'm telling you it's real
Writer(s): Ronald Lane
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