Squirrel Where On the Thorne

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Oh my throne in my house,  

It's my new favorite room,  

Every second, every minute,  

Caught up in this gloom.  

Got Ragnar by my side,  

My cat, is my "die-hard supporter" 

Making sure his dad’s okay,  

In this wild carousel.  

I’m stuck in this chair,  

But I’m dreaming of the crown,  

Improvise, adapt, overcome,  

Can’t let the poop drag me down.  


Oh no, oh no, can’t figure it out,  

Fame's a beast, it’s squirrel no ' drought.  

Success on the line, but my belly's a mess,  

I'm grinding hard, but all I feel is stress.  

POOPING is real, man, it hits like a bomb,  

You must realize, time to chill, stay calm.  

I’m the underdog rising, can’t let it drown,  

But lord, I can't wait to get off my throne.  



Yo, the hustle’s never stopping,  

Floki, Moo Moo, they got my back,  

Three little pups in the morning light, Elisa smacking her paw  

Keepin' my spirits intact.  

Heating pad lover, hot water friend,  

Trying to ease the fire, just want this to end.  

Tests and doctors, they don’t understand,  

I'm living in this chaos, fighting on demand.  

Must relax, focus, slow down the grind,  

In this race for the throne, peace is hard to find.  



Oh no, oh no, can’t figure it out,  

Fame's a beast, it’s a Squirrel no drought.  

Success on the line, but my belly's a mess,  

I'm grinding hard, but all I feel is stress.  

POOPING is real, man, it hits like a bomb,  

You must realize, time to chill, stay calm.  

I’m the underdog rising, can’t let it drown,  

But lord, I can't wait to get off my throne.  



Man, I’m overwhelmed, the weight’s on my chest,  

But I’m coming back stronger, I won’t lie down to rest.  

Life’s a twitch , but I’m ready to fight,  

With Ragnar and pups, I’ll be alright.  

Dreaming big, going global, the vision is clear,  

Nothing can stop me, I’ll conquer that fear.  



Oh no, oh no, can’t figure it out,  

Fame's a beast, it’s a Squirrel no' drought.  

Success on the line, but my belly's a mess,  

I'm grinding hard, but all I feel is stress.  

POOPING  is real, man, it hits like a bomb,  

You must realize, time to chill, stay calm.  

I’m the underdog rising, can’t let it drown,  

But lord, I can't wait to get off my thone.  



So here I sit, but the fire won’t break,  

With my throne as my friend, I’ll make lots of mistakes.  

Life's a rollercoaster, but I’ll find my groove,  

With love from my crew, I’ll always move.  

Get me off this throne, yeah, I’ll take my stand,  

With a heart full of dreams and my fam hand in hand

No more no more pooping here

I go my newspaper so let’s disappear 

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