Fwd: Re: [Sca-cooks] what;s left to eat

[Phil Troy / G. Tacitus Adamantius]

>Also sprach Heleen Greenwald:
>>I'm at that point myself.....
>>let's see,.... there's mad cow for beef.
>>Chickens have some kind of flu
>>fruits and veg have pesticides
>>and fish has mercury.
>>
>>So what's left to eat???
>>Phillipa
>
>Does anybody have the lyrics handy to "The Food Blues", recorded by 
>The Corries, and possibly by others as well. Or do I have to type 
>them in?
>
>Adamantius

Okay, I found these webbed; apparently it's by Shel Silverstein (but 
there aren't a lot of songs that wouldn't be improved by being sung 
by The Corries, mind you):

>FOOD BLUES
>
>I was waitin' in Rosie's Restaurant
>  When the waiter came up and said, "What do you want?"
>  I looked at the menu -- it looked so nice
>  Till he said, "Let me give you some advice"
>  He said, "Spaghetti and potatoes got too much starch,
>  Pork chops and sausage are bad for your heart.
>  There's hormones in chicken and beef and veal.
>  Bowl of ravioli is a dead man's meal.
>  Bread got preservatives, there's nitrites in ham,
>  Artificial coloring in jellies and jam.
>  Stay away from donuts. Run away from pie.
>  Pepperoni pizza is a sure way to die.
>  Sugar rots your teeth and make you put on weight.
>  But artificial sweetener's got cyclamates.
>  Eggs got cholesterol. There's fat in cheese.
>  Coffee ruins your kidneys, and so does tea.
>  Fish got mercury. Red meat is poison.
>  Salt's gonna send your blood pressure risin'.
>  Hot dogs and bologna got deadly red dyes.
>  Vegetables and fruits are sprayed with pesticides."
>
>  So I said, "What can I eat that's gonna make me last?"
>  He said, "A small drink of water in a sterilized glass."
>  And then he stopped and he thought for a minute,
>  And said, "Never mind the water -- there's carcinogenics in it."
>  So I got up from the table and walked out in the street
>  Realizing there was nothing I could eat.
>  I ain't eaten for a month, and I'm feeling fine...
>  'Cause he did not mention
>  Beer, whiskey, women and sweet red wine.


The lyrics as sung by The Corries are just a tad different, but very close.

Adamantius