I do not understand the human race.
for creatures with a different face.
Treating animals like people
is no madness or disgrace.
I do not understand the human race.
why do we treat animals like animals?
Animals treat us so very well.
The devoted way they serve us,
and protect us when we're nervous.
All we give them is hell.
Tell me, how else man repays them?
Do we ever think to praise them?
No, we don't, and this dismays them,
We're riddled with ingratitude.
We give no love or latitude.
In every way our attitude
No, no, that's not what I mean.
I mean, why do we treat animals
How can people be so inhumane?
Cows and chickens work to feed us.
Dogs and horses show they need us.
And though cats don't always heed us,
their affection is plain.
We do nothing to protect them.
Don't expect them to complain.
It's appalling how we treat them.
We humiliate and murder and
We create their wretched status.
Then we use it to malign them.
I mean, why should we say,
Why should we say, working like a horse?
Why should we say, eating like a hog?
When what we mean is, eating like a man,
is called a weasel or a rat.
A fam ily that is blessed
with healthy reproductive
He's as stubborn as a mule,
he's as slimy as a snake,
Why don't we say, noble as a frog?
True, we say, devoted as a dog,
but what we should say is,
That'll be the big day, won't it?
treating them like animals?
Is the human race entirely mad?
Women see a baby goatskin,
or a namskin, or a stoatskin,
And to them it's just a coat -skin,
When you dress in suede or leather,
or some fancy fur or feather,
You have killed some beast or other?
That you're wearing someone's
But man is an animal, too. So why can't you,