The mongrels bark
Chasing after dreams
Tails wagging feeling high
Cruising authomatically
Along the waves of the web
The mongrels high in cash
A few hours of work
They will sing praises
They forget the effects
Once it is done who will suffer?
It's their own kind surrendering
On the side road crying
The opponents lacking vision
Using lies to achieve their dream
They will fall flat broken ribs
Asking for band-aids nothing gives
The mongrels will chase
Singing praises with cash
They mustn't be fools
Make a U-turn for the best
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