From the Valley of the Shadow of the Outlet Mall
To the customized pet-wear boutique
From the trailer of the fry chef to the palace of the sheik
The Cash Cow lurks, the Cash Cow lurks
Woe to you, proud mortal! Secure in your modest digs
You think you're immune? You, who couldn't finger said cow in a police line-up with the three little pigs?
Cash Cow, Master of Disguises
Who's gonna change shape at will?
Who's the eye in the pyramid on the back of the dollar bill?
Who loves power lunching from Spago to Sizzler?
Guess who's coming to dinner?
I, too, was hypnotized by those big cow eyes
The last time I uttered those three little words
"I deserve better!"
You don't have to feel safe to feel unafraid.