The Stallion (Pt. 2) - Ween

For hither not, I am the stallion.

Come fear, come love, I am the stallion.

You know that I am the stallion, mang.

I am, I am the stallion, mang.

You know that I am the stallion, mang.

I live, I walk, I am the stallion, mang.

Hair-throng goo-tongue, stallion mang.

I am the stallion, mang.

1: I can drink

2: I get groomed

3: I go for a walk

I am the stallion, mang.

You know that I am the stallion, mang.

Deaner!

Deaner!

Dude!

Where can you be?

Come hither.

Who are you?

The stallion.

Deaner: What’s goin' on?

Who are you, Deaner?

Deaner: I am, I am the stallion

You are the stallion.

I am the stallion, mang.

I can feel what I like to see in you and me and the stallion.

I can play, I get to take the water because I am the stallion.

Stallion, mang.

Stallion, mang.

Stallion, mang.

I am the stallion.

Wild stallion.

Wild stallion.

Goodbye

Stallion.

Stallion.

Goodbye

Stallion!

Stallion!

Stallion!

Stallion!

Stallion!

Whenever forth to come hither, when I can see the wind,

I shall too ride upon the stallion.

I shall too lick the palm of the stallion,

Whilst I drink the hair from the stallion.

Man.

I am the stallion.