What is the law?

Animals came from miles around, so tired of walking so close to the ground. They needed a change, that's what they said. "Life is better walking on two legs." But they were in for a big surprise, 'cause they didn't know the law!

What is the law?
No spill blood!
What is the law?
No spill blood!

Who makes the rules?
Someone else!
Who makes the rules?
Someone else!

The rules are written in the stone. Break the rules and you get no bones. All you get is ridicule, laughter, and a trip to the house of pain!

We walk on two legs, not on four. To walk on four legs breaks the law. What happens when we break the law? What happens when the rules aren't fair? We all know here we go from there: To the house of pain! To the house of pain!

alas, so true.

She wandered through the garden fence,
Said "I've bought at great expense
A potion, guarenteed to bring
Relief from all your suffering"

Although I said "You don't exist!" she grasped me from n' by the wrist
Threw me down upon my back, strapped me to a torture rack

And without further argument
I found my mind was oh so bent
Upon her cause, so devious
It made only my torment worse

She said "I see! You cannot speak - is it your voice that is too weak? Is it your tounge that is to blame? Maybe you cannot speak for shame? Or has your brain has been idle too, and now it will not think for you?"
I hasten to make my reply, found that I could only lie

Like I fool I believed myself
And thought I was somebody else
But she could see what was I been
And left me on my own again