EAT THEM ALL
(Music: Taylor; Lyrics: Steph)

They're all out to get us, there's nowhere to hide,
Laying waste to our farms, bringing terror far and wide,
This plague must be blasted, squirrels must be fried,
We can fill our stomachs, we can turn the tide.

Dip them in batter and serve them with chips,
Spit roast and barbecue with a selection of dips,
Consume the terror and put fat on our hips,
Imagine the taste as they brush past your lips.

Fire up the ovens, put oil in the pan,
Get ready for dinner, we have a menu to plan,
We're going to eat them all, going to eat them all,
Eat them, eat them, eat them, eat them,
Going to eat them all.

Mankind's greatest gift is an enormous appetite,
Pigs and cows and sheep all run away in fright,
The top of the food chain will be ours again tonight,
We'll show them who's in charge, show them how we bite.

Fire up the ovens, put oil in the pan,
Get ready for dinner, we have a menu to plan,
We're going to eat them all, going to eat them all,
Eat them, eat them, eat them, eat them,
Going to eat them all.

We can boil and roast them and stew them,
Bake, marinate and brew them,
We're going to eat them, eat them all.

Squirrel a'la orange on a bed of mange-tout,
Cutlets with salad or a selection of fruit,
It's eat or be eaten; they're killers, not cute,
It's time for the hunt, there's squirrels to shoot.

Fire up the ovens, put oil in the pan,
Get ready for dinner, we have a menu to plan,
We're going to eat them all, going to eat them all,
Eat them, eat them, eat them, eat them,
Going to eat them all.
Eat them, eat them, eat them, eat them,
Going to eat them all.