Iron Mango by Black Sabbath

I am Iron Mango

Has he lost his rind?
Can he seed or is he blind?
Can he be fruitful?
Or if he moves, will his fruit fall?

Is he a vine or dead?
Has he fruits that are like bread?
We'll just pass him a pear,
Why should weeds even care?

He was turned to peel,
In the great agricultural field,
When he travelled lime,
For the foodstuffs of mankind