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When we were young - it was only a game You would win - at everything Chilhood rivalry - developed and grew Games became battles - the I would always lose Now you're a big shot - controlling my life Causing me nothing - but pain and strife But I know your weakness - you haven't a friend Except from your puppy - who soon will be dead Here is your puppy's head Your only friend - bloody red It's all your fault - it is dead Tides have turned - now you lose If you want the rest It's too late - there's nothing left Mangled poodle - makes good stew I ruined your life - I laugh as I chew Aus Songtexte Mania