Propagandhi - Lower Order (A Good Laugh) lyrics

My first hunting trip was quite eventful
I must've been about five or six
An essential rite of passage
For those consigned here with a dick

Shot size five was recommended for
A clean, efficient kill
They laughed as I cried
And stroked his blood-soaked
Iridescent quills

Don't recall just how I got there
To the hatchery, I mean
Stumbled through the bush on a field trip
And there it stood in front of me

I stooped down upon the concrete pad
To verify what I was seeing
The aftermath of stomping boots
Upon hundreds of tiny, helpless beings

Hello despair and booze-fueled rage
How do you do my gilded cage?

Stupid chick on the conveyor belt
Staring at her severed foot
Stupid pig despairing at the sight of
His companion on a hook
You ever see that stupid cow chasing the
Truck that drove off with her calf?
Stupid lower order, always good
Good for a good laugh

Debarked, declawed defanged, dehorned
Wings clipped, toes cut
Branded, teeth pulled

Farewell despair and booze-fueled rage
How do you do soon-to-be-emptied cage?