The colors of the wolves
They don't remember assistance
They only know of themselves
Out from the jungle howling like mad
The breeding returns
The biting of power in their eyes
They don't remember the losses
They remember the numbers rising
Joining up with another bad
Together they think they can take it all
They should remember Karma is watching
One bad move the whole house will collapse
They won 2 state elections
One they caused dispute in Royalty
They are suppose to protect 3R
Instead they throw their weight around
The colors of the wolves
Pairing up with the crocodiles
They will bite each other
When the losses hang around their necks
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