Running Wild

[Music: Moti, Lyrics: Finlay/Moti]
Reach for the rifle - go for the gun
Saddle the beast huge load to heave
Unstoppa bullrace now begun
Cry for the slaughter who would believe
Hunting the red one - blood on their breath
Screaming horisons for clues of the kill
Blowing their own horn - stinking of death
Tally ho.
Touch of the tail but what to expect
Dog don't believe why to die for the queen
Lies to the allies - wrath with respect
Blood hounds of hades - heeding the scream
Pounding of hooves they cannot control
Mud flying high as shit hits the fan
Break for the border - the thrill of it all
Tally ho.