Lyrics

The one is big The other small The winners' feet are sure The finest trails of wolves that follow it They never ever ever ever ever ever even swallow it Oh it feels strange It produces a similar call No factory blare And I'm just as a cloud around it Never ever ever ever ever stop to hound it For a cure Oh black Or maybe red Or black Or maybe red The one is big The other small The winners' feet are sure The finest trails the wolves are following Never never ever ever think to swallow it Oh maybe it's red Or black Or maybe red Or black Or maybe red Ooohh Ooohh Aaahh Bum Bum Bum For a cure (cure, cure, cure) Or black Or maybe red Or black Or maybe red Or black Or maybe red Or black Or maybe red Or maybe red Or black