الكلمات الأصلية
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Hey there, mr. Bear
Shall we descend upon the square?
Shall we toast a drink to our despair?
Perhaps drag off a kitten by her hair?
Hold on, there, mr. Bear
Suppress life’s urge with your raving fear
For it’s of those kittens we must take care
Though they act as if we’ve disappeared
Let’s sit in silence with the serpent man
He’ll teach us of the mysteries we long to understand
“Beware of what you fancy if you can…
For an overdose of knowledge
Would be the death of any man…”
He’ll say…
Hungry wolf, listen here
Round up the pack, the coast is clear
The lioness lies low in there
Let’s strip the coat she wears with flare
Hold on, wolf, now listen here
We must not allow our instincts to rear
Their dripping heads in this lion’s lair
Of society where our nature is impaired
Let’s sit in silence with the serpent man
He’ll teach us of the mysteries we long to understand
“Beware of what you fancy if you can…
For an overdose of knowledge
Would be the death of any man…”
He’ll say…
