Still young and small, couldn't talk at all He wondered why they had a ball Out there in the field It was his wish to eat his dish Without the flavours of animal bliss And get this party going What he didn't know They put up a show Those strangers in the night They had blinded his eyes And fed him with lies Butchers in the daylight The animals stood there in a line So very keen to get inside To enter the ark of Noah The dire consequences were The pungent scent of burning fur In a world of red and white What he didn't know They put up a show Those men in disquise He was no longer deaf A member of the ALF Balaclava boy He was wondering He was saying things Everyone heard about Everyone laughed about Soon the world would be too small For the abuse he'd free them all It is also their world The're not from this world He had to travel far With in his bag, his golden balaclava So many pests tried to stop him on the way But he made up his mind Fight deliberate ignorance, feed people's minds Stood proudly on the barricades For animal rights Not animal wrongs