Gunnar Madsen | MCMGM

Divine Bovine


You’re newborn, you’re toothless, it’s the first taste on your tongue
It’s safe, it’s pure, it’s mother’s milk, it feeds every mammal’s young
But my milk goes into a truck, from there it is far-flung
I don’t let it bother me, no, I don’t let it bother me, mm-mm
They brand me, they stand me out here in this grass
Sometimes it rains, and I get pains from bloating, ya know, gas
But I remain contented, ‘cause I know this too shall pass
I don’t let it bother me, no, I don’t let it bother me, mm-mm
Milk milk, moo, moo
Go ahead and pour yourself a tall one
Milk milk, moo, moo
Remember me, my friend, for we are all one I’m in your tall one
I’m chewing, I’m mooing, every waking hour
I’ve got to keep 4 stomachs full to keep from going sour
It’s not all tender clover, those thistles take jaw power
I don’t let it bother me, no, I don’t let it bother me, mm-mm
Milk milk, moo, moo
Delightful goodness comes from all that chewing
Milk milk, moo, moo,
Remember me, my friend, I’m out here mooing, and always chewing
I’m bovine, and that’s fine, I go with the flow
I ruminate on pleasant things, the things I hate I let go
Life to me seems simple, maybe I’m kinda slow
I don’t let it bother me, no, I don’t let it bother me, no-no
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