Rain forest warm, predicting a storm, hippos, giraffes and more Parumping the water hole. didn’t take us long, to slap a crown on a fools heart. Everything the light touches made the lions cold.
had to many sad boys in your bed. (To tune of: Nants ingonyama bagithi baba from: Lion king intro)
Moat of toys, prey on canniballs, venison visceral Drop your bridge Shallow moat.
Midus touch, rabbit didn't quite touch lucky enough, your trust, bust The weatherman cuts. Can't fight a storm with a pack Of lions, and djarum butts Cool Cats don't like the water won't splash, might soil their tight pants Sea captain called old Horizen won't dance "listen to your old man". not worth a penny of your sand. but if we weren't so green-headed, A compas might save our hand for marriage we don't want plans They don't understand want to roll around with simba Giggling in the butterflies when they're gone, find another man.