Now, I am a dragon, please listen to me
For I'm misunderstood to a dreadful degree;
This ecology needs me and I know me place,
But I'm fighting extinction with all of my race.
Verse 2
Oh, I came to this village to better my health
Which is shockingly poor despite all my wealth,
But I get no assistance and no sympathy,
Just impertinent questioning shouted at me.
Chorus 1
Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not,
But my favorite snack food with peril is fraught:
For my teeth will decay and my trim go to pot;
Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not.
Verse 3
Well, I'm really quite kind almost all through the year
Vegetarian ways are now mine out of fear,
But a birthday needs sweets as I'm sure you'll agree
And barbecued wench tastes like candy to me.
Verse 4
As it happens our interests are almost the same.
You see I'm really quite skilful at managing game.
If I ate just your men, would your excess decline?
Of course not, the rest would just make better time.
Chorus 1
Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not,
But my favorite snack food with peril is fraught:
For my teeth will decay and my trim go to pot;
Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not.
Verse 5
Now, the number of babies a woman can bear
Has limits and that's why my pruning's done there.
Yet an orphan's a sad sight and so when I munch
I'm careful to eat only virgins for lunch