The giant grows fat
He can't run; he can't walk
He sits on his throne
Yelling on his misery
The running dogs
The don't care cats
They go out and make noises
All around the neighborhood
They put their marks
On the fields and on the roads
They show their ingratitude
They don't care what say you
The giant grows fat
He can't run;he can't walk
The minions go running
They shout as they please
Do we need them?
It's time we make them pay
For peace and harmony we seek
Trap them put them in cold storage
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