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# The Stallion by Ween


## Pt. 1

Belligerent son of a bitch
Goddamn motherfucker
Do you know who you're fucking with?

You're fucking with the stallion, mang
You're fucking with the goddamn stallion, mang
You're fucking with the stallion, mang

Goddamn piece of shit
On my dick, you should sit
Do you know who you're fucking with?

Prancing stallion over hillside
Prancing on the grass

I'm the fucking stallion, mang
The stallion, I'm the fucking stallion, mang
The stallion, I am the stallion, mang
You get it? I am the stallion, mang
You get it? You see that I'm stallion, mang?

You goddamn son of a bitch
You fucking piece of shit

Prancing stallions, running through the meadow
Prancing stallion, running over hillside
One must not fear to see the stallion
? you stallion, drink it with a big gulp
I do not fear, I can see the stallion
Hence you forth will play with the stallion
I'm the man who must ride the stallion
For it is I who rides the stallion

Belligerent son of a bitch
Goddamn piece of shit

Now it's clear and I can see the stallion
Yes, I too can spot the little stallion

## Pt. 2

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
A 2 S-T-A-L-L-I-O-N
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

A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q-S-S-T-A-L-L-I-O-N
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
O-P-L-G-H-M-F-S-T-A-L-L-I-O-N

Stallion, mang. Stallion, mang. Stallion, mang
I am the stallion
Wild stallion
Wild stallion. Goodbye
Stallion. Stallion. Goodbye

Stallion! Stallion! Stallion! Stallion! Stallion! Stallion, mmm, 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. Mang
I am the stallion

## Pt. 3

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, you must...

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 elapse, elapses

Time elapses through the sound of you
And the things we could do
Just think of the master
Trying to fool the blast man
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 you 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 backwards in the sand

Hey dude, he's the stallion
Yo dude, he's the stallion
Dude, he's the stallion

## Pt. 4

Look there, up above the hill, over the mountain
With light from its holy lips and blood from the stallion
We talk of ancient scripts, its soul from the master
Sent to do no harm, brought forth from disaster

I raised my hand up high, and Boognish was looking onward
Said thy work shall now be done; could we then move forward?
Gazing at its spongy eye, I gasped in all its glory
It's fun was made by putting forth
The end of the story

Look there, up above the hill, over the mountain
With light from its holy lips and blood from the stallion
Sent by ancient scripts, its soul from the master
Sent to do no harm, brought forth from disaster

I raised my hand up high, and Boognish was looking onward
Said thy work shall now be done; could we then move forward?
Gazing at its spongy eye, I gasped in all its glory
It's fun was made by putting forth
The end of the story

## Pt. 5

Prepare the mount, boy
Get ready to ride
On the steps of the stallion
Through the sight of life
There, in the distance
And the trail of the mane
Flying with his scepter
Stronger than time

One man! Controls the stallion
Two men! Can tame the stallion
Three men! Can grace the stallion

Can you hear me?
Do you see what I'm saying?
You've got to see the stallion
And the eyes of fire
Eyes of time show
In a hive of truth
He breaks the young one
And he breaks the old one

One man! Controls the stallion
Two men! Can clean the stallion
Three men! Can form the stallion
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Drink, drink, stallion
Drink, stallion
Enjoy, enjoy the fire, stallion
Can you drink for me, stallion?
Drink for me

One man! Caresses the stallion
Two men! Can harness the stallion
Three men! Can feed the stallion

One man! Controlled the stallion
Two men! Can chase the stallion
Three men! Can grace the stallion

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