The wolves are attackin’ and their knives ain’t dull.
There’s gonna be bloodshed, better find a hole.
The turkeys got their ninja suits but that won’t matter,
A great big weasel’s gonna make them splatter.
Three little bombs are strapped to the cow,
The explosion shrapnel pelts the sow.
A gopher dives from out of the dirt,
His semi-automatic puts holes in your shirt.
The snakes can’t be trusted cuz they’re all spies at heart
The bear’s gonna catch you and tear you apart.
Your best hope is to run for the trees,
If the monkeys don’t get you, maybe you're free.
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