My burger, my burger is made out of cow
My burger, my burger is cooking right now
My burger is dead; they cut off it’s head
And put it between two pieces of bread
My burger, my burger is now being chewed
Because that’s what you’re supposed to do with food
Eviscerated and exxicated
My burger is now being masticated
My burger, my burger is swallowed and gone
My burger is missing, just like Eva Braun
It is in my tummy, like rum in a rummy
Because my poor burger was awfully yummy
My burger, my burger is not sitting well
It wants to come out of me now, I can tell
I open a sack and proceed to yak
My burger, my burger has just come back