[Intro] (Fast, rhythmic hi-hat) (Deep, walking bassline enters) (Smooth, bluesy saxophone riff) [Verse 1] Who's the cold-blooded leader who runs this land? Thrum Krag! (You’re damn right!) With a spear in his grip and a fire in his hand Thrum Krag! (Can you dig it?) He’s the king of the tribe, with the scales so bright He’s got a mammoth for breakfast, traps a tiger at night [Chorus] He’s a complicated lizard man, no one understands but his tribe Thrum Krag! Yeah, he’s a mean, green, fighting machine But man, don't let the weather get too lean When the frost creeps in, he’s moving slow Thrum Krag—he just needs the heat, you know? [Verse 2] He stalks through the canyon, heavy and wide Thrum Krag! Got a hundred lizard brothers right by his side Thrum Krag! (Watch him go!) He builds up the flames to keep the dark away But if the sky turns gray, he’s gonna lose his play Yeah, he’s big, he’s bulky, he’s the best in the sun But when the wind turns cold, he’s just about done [Bridge] (Instrumental break: Wah-wah guitar solo with brass accents) He stands atop the jagged heights The whole damn valley in his sights. Watching over his world, strong and bold. But give him a little sunshine, before he gets too cold. [Outro] He’s Thrum Krag. (Yeah, keep it sunny, man.) Thrum Krag. (Keep the heater on.) Thrum Krag... (Fade out with a final brass hit)
