Stand up hold your ground
I'm sure you have seen lions hunting in the wild
In this story you are a cruel beast
You are a cruel beast
The hound's sense of smell is so very cunning
A deadly shot bleeding to the ground
It's a little bit sad
It's a little bit sad
You should knock yourself out trying
But on my own I have found some times
Where I can't do that
Where I can't do
You should knock yourself out trying
But on my own I have found some times
Where I can't do that
Where I can't do
Stand up hold your ground
I'm sure you have seen lions hunting in the wild
In this story you are a cruel beast
You are a cruel beast
The hound's sense of smell is so very cunning
A deadly shot bleeding to the ground
It's a little bit sad
It's a little bit sad
You should knock yourself out trying
But on my own I have found some times
Where I can't do that
Where I can't do
You should knock yourself out trying
But on my own I have found some times
Where I can't do that
Where I can't do
I'm sure you have seen lions hunting in the wild
In this story you are a cruel beast
I'm sure you have seen lions hunting in the wild
In this story you are a cruel beast
The hound's sense of smell
The hound's sense of smell
The hound's sense of smell is so very cunning
A deadly shot bleeding to the ground
Bleeding to the ground
Bleeding to the ground
To the ground