While other folks dine at the RitznI've found a place that's quite the pitsnAnd really satisfies my dining needsnInfested with crickets and gnatsnJiggers, flukes and scallywagsnCockroaches, midges and millipedesnI'll tell you gladly, it's no secretnI see a creepy crawly, I eat itnnMy soup's got a fly innAnd there's woodlouse in my winenMy bread has fleas onnBut I can see no reasonnTo be shynI'll trynTo eat them if I can nNow for I'm an insect-eating mannnBedbugs in the butternAnd butterflies on the cutlerynMy salad's tastynBecause it contains ladybird nAbsurd, you saynBut I don't see it that waynBecause I'm an insect-eating mannnNot hard-boiled eggs, oh, but daddy long legsnInstead of Brie, a bumble beenBuzz buzz buzznForget burritos, give me mosquitoesnNo broth, just mothnnAnts all over my lamb shanksnAnd ticks on my asparagus tipsnA smattering of weevilnWell, I know you think I'm evilnBut believe, I'm notnThey were hiding in the pepper potnThey all larvae (love an) insect eating mannnNot hard boiled eggs, no, but daddy long legsnInstead of Brie, a bumble beenForget burritos, give me mosquitoesnNo broth, just mothnOne last timennAside from honey, what do honeybees make?nA crunchy base for an insect cheesecakenTopped with beetles in their jellynWhich I prefer to black cherrynVery quaint, for surenBut now I'll eat some morenJust like an insectivorenBecause I'm an insect-eating mannOh yes I amnAll together nownI'm an insect-eating mannAntenna fannI'm an insect-eating man