This is for cows 
It's not for the size of me 
Into my mouth 
Nine hundred and fourteen 
Try some force try to lead 
The foundling die is close determinate 
Raise head and stomp the blood 
I'm not even sound raid 

I'm alive I got the silver 
And I wonder what will you follow? 
When your head is not in order 
And I'm stomping your little 

How can you laugh 
How can you lie awake 
Making me drive 
Making my heart a 
Not too fat not to lean 
The foundling die is close excitedly 
Raise head and stomp the blood 
I'm not even soundly