Your votes go
To him who
Made it look
As shiny as his teeth
Don`t waste
All your good time
By reading the
Small-print underneath
The nice guys
The bad dudes
Two horsemen
Or three -
Or were they more?
How ever
I long for the crown
And the princess I adore
Grit your teeth
I`ll face the problem
By the root
Grit your teeth
Trust me it`s only
For your good
If there`s no agreement
I throw some sticky
Sludge and dirt
In any direction -
No matter if
Anybody`s hurt
Some fellows
Took notice
They`ve got
A clue of how it ran
I know how to fool them
Again, again, again...