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• Artiste: David Roth
• Titre: Meatloaf
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Way back in 1980 I was living in New York And I had a friend come stay with me and visit for a week He'd spent the year in India and many things had changed for him Among them, how he dressed and how he'd speak He talked of meditation and of inner peace and joy And of a new and healthy vegetarian diet He was looking good and sounding clear and wasn't eating meat So for the week that he was here I thought I'd try it That was 13 autumns gone and that's how long it's been since I've partaken of the pleasures of the masticated moo And then about a month ago I found myself in one of those Indelicate positions where I knew not what to do Some brand new friends invited me to dinner at their house And they'd also asked some 20 more to come for cake and hear me strum I tuned up and came to the table, all the food was served and ladled Every dish had three neat piles, I felt my knees go numb One pile was potatoes, and another was asparagus And a third pile had a neon sign proclaiming "Hah, I've got you now" For there upon my very plate, the stuff that I'd so long not ate A tender slice of meatloaf from a dear departed cow What do I do, what do I do, I panicked, I'll admit to you For this was one time in a hundred that I'd not forewarned my hosts That eating meat was something I no longer had a fancy for Once haunted by bad dreams of bovine ghosts Should I step up on my soapbox and recite my all-too well-worn speech How it takes some 16 pounds of grain to make one pound of rump Not to mention 2500 gallons of government-subsidized water And of grazing land transformed to fallow dump How all those cows are treated, what with cattle prods and crowded cages Pumped out full of hormones, fattened up and trapped like rats Not to mention how the human heart is stressed out by consumption Of their difficult-to-break-down cells and saturated fats On the other hand I hearkened back to nineteen hundred seventy nine My buddy Jim and I, backpacking through the South Pacific We landed in Samoa on the island of Savaii And the local people thought we were terrific So they convened a regal feast, no effort spared, no praise withheld I'll ne'er forget the feeling I got in my diaphragm As we entered in the sacred hut, where all the food was served and cut And there upon each taro leaf, a supple slice of Spam To them this was an honor, gourmet food from foreign country While to us it was disgusting - have you ever read the can? It's like all the stuff they sweep up off the floor in hot dog factories Hog pate´and swiney piglet marzipan But we ate that slice of Spam and we survived We accepted what they gave us and revived We didn't have the heart to say that Spam was gross and déclassé I ate a slice of Spam and I survived So here I am in Mystic with these natives of Connecticut I'm seeing them in long grass skirts and fanning me with leaves I pinch myself to try and waken from this flashback island dream Where meatloaf is the Spam that's up their sleeves Everything is in slow motion, down we sit and Grace is spoken Thank you for the bounteous gifts, and all that is forgived What happened next is something that I won't repeat and won't forget I ate a piece of meatloaf and I lived I ate a piece of meatloaf and I lived I jumped across the fence for one brief moment, sensitive To all the do's and don'ts and rights and wrongs and Potent narratives and then I ate a piece of meatloaf and I lived So now I know to call ahead when someone wants to break some bread And if by chance they're having meat I'll take my chance and spout Of numerous and many options, dietary re-adoptions All you gotta do is check 'em out But if someone offers you a gift, just weigh the factors, catch the drift And do what your heart dictates at the moment, in the Tao And if it's not what you prefer you have the privilege to defer I learned my lesson then and now, I did When I ate a piece of meatloaf (He ate a piece of meatloaf) I ate a piece of meatloaf and I lived