So many good songs already - this one's a bit different.

The Civet's Lament

In days of old, when times were good
We civets strolled throughout the wood
With nary a care, the mood was merry
We'd sniff the air, we'd eat the cherry

Those coffee beans, we chose the best
Like lazy queens we would digest
Then leave a pile among the grass
And sit and smile at what we'd pass

We little thought those passing drops
Would soon be bought in coffee shops
That what we laid by hedge or ditch
Would soon be weighed to make men rich

The greed of man! It breaks my heart
You see them plan, they think they're smart
An awful sin! A grievous harm!
They fenced us in a battery farm.

The kopi luwak that you would drink
O turn it back! I beg you think
Of me and mine, behind these bars
We sit in line – we bear the scars

But it's a fact things have changed
Digestive tract is rearranged
No beans pass on from what we eat
The coffee's strong ... revenge is sweet!

Bradypus