Ken e Hall - Chariots of Fire lyrics

The small dung beetles lot is a chariot of fire For some it is a life of a slinking liar To get a wife he has to be tall Fact is some are dam too small To get among the hen pecking lot The big fellow has an easy choice on the spot After a hard day's work rolling up the dung He's off home to his wife for dinner and fun The little chap dines alone like a single sire Now for fun he saddles up his chariot of fire He rides off to the big guys love nest without any din Sneaks past him, up to the loft for his wages of sin The beetle chick loves him for his gallantry and guts Gives him love and dung biscuits in his hand she puts On his chariot of fire He sneaks off into the night Silent satisfied disappears out of sight