The crocodiles wagging tails
Getting smoke of dust in the air
Feeling good maybe getting dizzy
Heads swaging heavy on 2R
Pushing forward agenda
Of a race to set the outcome
The crocodiles and the moos
The power struggles will get the knock
The greed will take on the trend
Camouflage by religion to soothe the mind
But it is still a sin no matter how they spin
About economy they can't reason
When they are at a loss of words
They will sing praises to God
Telling all it is God's way
It has nothing to do with them
The police should take action
They can't sit still and play hand-phone games
The crocodiles will turn the table upside down
They will not abide by the Constitution
The way they walk they are still the crocodiles
Renaissance man must change tactics
He can't be following their antics
He needs to listen to the ground
He needs to have his backbone to hound
Don't let the crocodiles spinning bad sound
Over to you Renaissance man
Don't go round and round
You have your chance to correct the bad ways
You mustn't let the bad song hit in the air
It will not be good in your administration row
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