The wrath of the mosquitoes
We wonder why they hit us,
With that electric badminton bat!
We were those happy souls,
Drinking and singing around at dinner,
When suddenly our host started slapping.
We are the ones fated to digest,
The dirty wine of greed!
Yet they slap and poison us,
For reasons fathoms deep.
We...
With that electric badminton bat!
We were those happy souls,
Drinking and singing around at dinner,
When suddenly our host started slapping.
We are the ones fated to digest,
The dirty wine of greed!
Yet they slap and poison us,
For reasons fathoms deep.
We...