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von Dr. Dog

Well the one is big, the other small
The winner′s feet are short
The finest trail is the wolves that follow it
They never ever ever ever ever think to swallow it
Or be it spread
It produces cinnamon and crawl
No factory to play it
Hail Moses in a cloud around it
They never ever ever ever ever stop to hound it
For a cure


All black
Or maybe red
All black
Or maybe red

Well the one is big, the other small
The winner's feet are short
The finest trail is the wolves that follow it
They never ever ever ever ever think to swallow it
Or be it spread


All black
Or maybe red
All black
Or maybe red
All black
Or maybe red
All black
Or maybe red
Or maybe red