Selling You Snake Short

[waltah!]

And the angel of the Lord came unto me,
Snatching me up from my place of slumber,
And took me on high, and higher still until we
Moved in the spaces betwixt the air itself.
And he bore me unto a vast farmland of our own midwest,
And as we descended cries of impending doom rose from the soil.
One thousand, nay, a million voices full of fear.
And terror possessed me then.
And I begged,

"Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?"
And the angel said unto me,
"These are the cries of the carrots,
The cries of the carrots.
You see, reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day
And to them it is the holocaust."
And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat
Like the tears of one millions terrified brothers
And roared,
"Hear me now,
I have seen the light,
They have a consciousness,
They have a life,
They have a soul.
Damn you!
Let the rabbits wear glasses,
Save our brothers...can I get an amen?
Can I get a hallelujah? thank you, Jesus.

Rep point for the first person who knows what this is from.

I'm a fan of that band (unless they borrowed it), but had to google it so it doesn't count