The Stallion, Pt. 3 - Ween

mach 10 at sudden speed

flying into the wind now

i’m flowing at my feet

something of likeness to you now

i spotted you in the sun

i called your name from a distance

i knew you were the one

i called again

i do declare

i can float in the air

and with some love from above

don’t caress the weasel

and don’t fall too soon

don’t seek the blood from the panther

don’t take a trip to you soon

i’m the one

helding the time back from the sun

as i scope the lobe

i am the one who controls the sun

and i know that things will pass

as time elapses

time elapsing through the sound of you;

and the things we could do just think of the master

trying to fool the blastman

check the cards at the table

scream softly you are able

to see the sign of thine self as throughout the ages of time

things u thought weren’t going to climb the mountain

see the sun

touch the waves of the earth

feel the grass softly

and don’t think for the one you know

i am — screaming backward in the sand

(hey, dude, he’s the stallion)