Out, and tell them that them dragons don't fall
Out, them fight for silver and gold
Lost her for a ride, black sheep in a fall
Love one that no put away any frown
What goes around comes forward around
A couldn't free, couldn't frolick with Bundy's circus clown
Titty man could never sit and rastaman drown
Churn them with words, fire and sound
On the witchy that we dey cut the springs down