To eat consenting adults, this they call a crime I eat them if they ask me, and this to me seems fine If someone wants in an oven to be a roast My duty is to cook them as a perfect host If someone wants me to them slowly cook Why is my liberty now forsook? It seems to me that if our society was free To eat a willing adult, allowed I should be And if for human flesh I have a taste I should be free that choice to make But such freedom is just for dreams Society controls each and everything Anything which seems a little strange Has the consequence of punishment, the consequence of pain Oh you must behave, oh you must conform Oh you must adhere to the norm So what two consenting adults do require Is only permissible to conformist desires