Mad Magazine Lyrics
"Down Town"

When you eat meat
but hate the meat that you're eating
then you've surely got
Ground Round

It's so unnerving
When they're constantly serving
In an eating spot
Ground Round

It may be called a Salisbury steak
Chopped Liver or a Patty
No matter what it's called
It's always overcooked and fatty

What can you do?
Call out to your waiter there
And loudly pound on your table
Stand up on your chair and shout

Ground Round, piled on my plate I see
Ground Round, always you're conning me
Ground Round, why must it always be
Ground Round