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Carrot Juice Is Murder ukulele

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Intro Chord
G         D            Em       C                  D   G
Listen up brothers and sisters, come hear my desperate tale
  G            D          Em      C              D           G
I speak of our friends of nature, trapped in the dirt like a jail
G         D            Em     C                    D    G
Vegtables live in oppression, served on our tables each night
     G          D          Em       C        D           G
This killing of veggies is madness, I say we take up the fight
D                   G          D                        G
Salads are only for murderers, cole slaw's a fascist regime
D                                G         C                          D
Don't think that they don't have feelings, just 'cause a radish can't scream

G              D              Em          C                          D
I've heard the screams of the vegetables, watching their skins being peeled
G          D               Em      C          D          G
Grated and steamed with no mercy, how do you think that feels?
G            D           Em       C                       D
Carrot juice constitutes murder, greenhouses prisons for slaves
       G          D        Em          C            D       G
It's time to stop all this gardening, let's call a spade a spade.

I saw a man eating celery, so I beat him black and blue
If he ever touches a sprout again, I'll bite him clean in two
I'm a political prisoner, trapped in a windowless cage
'cause I stopped the slaughter of turnips, by killing five men in a rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me, this is my finest hour
I'd kill those farmers again, just to save one more cauliflower


Am                   Em
How low as people do we dare to stoop
Fm                     C
Making young broccolis bleed in the soup
Am                  Em
Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes
    C                         D
Let potted plants free, don't mash that potato!


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