Spin!
Hungry, so dizzy
we sleep in your bog
Angry, so busy
you creep through the fog
Spinning around
till Crocodile shears
Grinning and bound
to Crocodile tears
Losing a fight
between water and mud
Refusing the sight
of clean slaughter and blood
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