The Stampede

Right about now

As I'm screaming at the top of my lungs

Spits barely hanging on to my tongue

The hopeless efforts sure have stung

Run fast, or you'll get kicked apart

The stampede is off to a good startWhen I see them running

I'm nowhere near a zoo

Don't I know when anim als start rushing

Maybe I should too?

I am a little afraid

Of those that are coming to our aid

It's gonna get real critical

Real quick

Oh son, you better get the money and run

You better start thinking straight

Before you get knocked by

Fate or the masses

With heads up their asses

They're getting their stones out and sharpening knives

But you feel so alert that nothing escapes you

It's a plus that you don't belong

I am a little afraid

Of those that are coming to our aid

It's gonna get real critical

Real quick

I am a little afraid

Of those that are coming to our aid

A little too late