I see you’ve got a muzzle on
I think it serves you right
You know it’s wrong to lose your cool and get into a fight.
I wouldn’t bother trying to win
It isn’t worth your while
Cos even if you catch the hare you won’t wipe off my smile
What you gonna do to it?
Nuzzle it to death?
Or send it off to sleep with one great wiff of your foul breath?
So just shove over buddy
And bite my trail of dust.
I’ll see you at the winning post if follow me you must.