The
mad dog on the run
He
has enough bones to live
Now
he is tasked to find
A
cool place to hunt rabbit
The
attention is moving away
The
crooks have carted wealth
Leaving
the empty shells
Ringing
up the echo in the night
The
mad dog doesn't see
He
thinks he has done a good service
Barking
loudly in the night
The
moon refuses to shine at night
The
mad dog runs along
He
doesn't care what others think
He
needs to earn his bones
The
good vibes for the crooks
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