dear readers and listeners.
i have recently seen a few reviews which have misinterpreted the lyrics to my song human eyeballs on toast, which was released on my latest mini-album how they are, and i felt compelled to explain the text to prevent any more misunderstanding. in order for this song to make sense, you have to imagine that i am a chicken. more specifically, a chicken in a factory farm, being raised for consumption by humans. when i wrote this song, i had just finished reading the book eating animals by jonathan safran foer. this brave and wildly informational book stirred up so many things inside me, when i sat down at the piano to write vocals over the top of this piano melody, i imagined myself as a chicken and these words just came out.
let it be known that i personally have no desire to put a man’s face in a frying pan, nor do i wish to end my own life. but if i were to trade places with one of these poor creatures, i’m quite sure i’d have every reason to despise the human race as a whole. i find the animal agriculture industry (especially in the usa) to be deeply, deeply disturbing and incredibly sad, and this song is a product of of that sadness.
HUMAN EYEBALLS ON TOAST
feathers and a cage too small
chemicals that make us tall too fast
all my friends look the same
all of us feel the same pain
artificial sunlight here
perfectly calibrated year
and it feels wrong
so every time i see a man
i dream about his face in a frying pan
human eyeballs on toast
but when they seared off my beak
i realized just how weak we are
and if i had a bigger brain i’d surely find a way
to take my own life
i’d end it all right here before my meat is how they want it
but that might be the only part of my body
that you haven’t tried to change
my altered life is the worst miracle my peanut can’t imagine