And here is Vin Garbutt's song, which on the face of it is about something completely different:

Oh! Mother dear, the girls out here, own nature's beauty bright,
When she made them oh so different, Mother Nature got it right,
But they fill their mouths with metal as an ornament for man,
And they check their teeth like we would, buying horses.

Oh! What use the sparkling blue eyes of Hitler's Aryan?
What use the perfect teeth of the all-American?
Oh! The fear of imperfection, if not banished from our hearts,
When we're in pursuit of wisdom, we'll not find it.