| Lyrics: | IT'S ORGANIC
by Patti Hall
1. We used to all live in the city, and
feast
On big Macs and Ripple, or Twinkies at least,
But now we all live in the
country, and say,
"If you don't eat organic, it's just not the way."
We've thrown
out old habits of unhealthy vice,
We now eat fresh seaweed and short grained brown
rice,
By planting a garden we've cleaned out our souls.
Chorus:
It's
organic, organic, organic, you see
Crunchy granola, and camomile tea,
Be sure to put
wheat germ in all that you eat,
Throw out your Ding-Dongs, and never eat meat.
2.
Oh, Marty's our neighbor, he lives up the hill,
He gave up hostess cupcakes, and old Taco
Bell,
I went over to borrow some yogurt one night,
Walked in his kitchen and met
with this sight,
He was stirring up catnip and grasshopper heads,
As he fried up
this banquet, he looked up and said,
"I know it looks putrid, it tastes just like
hell,
But, man, it's organic, that makes it all swell."
3. Hilary lives upstairs
alone in her room,
She reads Adelle Davis and weaves on her loom.
There are rumors,
though, that Hilary, despite what she says,
Keeps a big box of Hershey bars stashed under
her bed.
But we forgive these transgressions, and don't say a word,
When one of us
slips, and eats something absurd,
We all sneak our Fritos in moments of stress,
But
at least we're organic, when there's friends to impress.
from the singing of
Carly Gewirz, who learned it in California when
she was getting her
Masters.
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