The trees are falling
On your knees and crawling
The dogs are barking
When the elephants are marching
Proud and strong
Slowly but steady
Here the elephants come
We blast our trunks
Like baritone horns
The rumble of the earth keeps you moving on
And nothing ain't stopping us
Heavywight bumps
The bulls, them are stomping like
Pounding drums
The cows, them are shaking their
Rompapapom
Gonna roll over you
Bellies and dance
And nothing ain't stopping us
The trees are falling
On your knees
And crawling
The dogs are barking
When the elephants are marching
From all around
Vibrating ground
Feel your heart beats bumping in time
Everyone outside
No place to hide
Surrender to the mad bassline
Dust on your tongues
Smoke in your lungs
Ears flapping like flags in the sun
Seasons changes
Natural games
Spread seeeds are over the land
The trees are falling
On your knees
And crawling
The dogs are barking
When the elephants are marching
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