Lyrics:

The one is big
The other small
The winners' feet are sure
The finest trails of wolves that follow it
They never ever ever ever ever ever even swallow it
Oh it feels strange

It produces a similar call
No factory blare
And I'm just as a cloud around it
Never ever ever ever ever stop to hound it
For a cure

Oh black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red

The one is big
The other small
The winners' feet are sure
The finest trails the wolves are following
Never never ever ever think to swallow it

Oh maybe it's red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red

Ooohh
Ooohh
Aaahh
Bum Bum Bum

For a cure (cure, cure, cure)
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or black
Or maybe red
Or maybe red
Or black