Hardcore Carnivore

Hardcore Carnivore is a quirky Folk ode to the joy of meat—from prime-cut ribeyes to ham hocks, from the smoker to the fryer. It’s a song for anyone who’s ever walked into a butcher shop like it’s a candy store and left with a grin. No judgment on greens, but let’s be honest: nothing satisfies like a perfectly cooked steak. Light the fire, marinate the doubt, and join the carnivore chorus.

Official video for this song on YouTube

Hardcore Carnivore

It’s no secret, I’m a heart eater
Plenty to choose, I thank my creator
Not against grains or greens
Doesn’t satiate like protein
Satisfaction, meat brings the most
Fruits and dairy, not even close
Prime cut and verified, USDA certified

Keep your tofu, hold those beets
Light the fire, it’s time for meat

T-bones and ribeyes
Drumsticks and chicken thighs
Spice it up, marinate and soak
Cook it up, roast, grill, or smoke
Pork chops and ham hocks
Full rack and lamb chops
Butcher shops, my candy store
I’m hardcore carnivore
Yeah, hardcore carnivore
Yeah, hardcore carnivore

Nutrient dense, another gain
Mankind and food, top of the chain
Hunted or caught, raised or bought
Melts in your mouth, hits the spot
Time to eat, my stomach’s grumbling
Give me meat, for I start stumbling

Keep your tofu, hold those beets
Light the fire, it’s time for meat

In the kitchen, it’s time for making
Steak and eggs, with a side of bacon
Out of the water and over the fire
In the oven or into the fryer
If you haven’t learned by now
Every meal, chicken, fish, pig, or cow,
Singing this song makes me hungry
Plenty to eat, what a country

Keep your tofu, hold those beets
Light the fire, it’s time for meat

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