The Scheme

Schemers always scheming

And they're scheming all the time

By the flicker of the campfire the scheming dibly shine

And they laugh and fantasize about the prize

With the colors fresh and creamy they will scratch upon the rise

Aw, schemers wretched scheming

Scheme on through the night

He's formulating plans while tucked well out of sight

And they laugh and carry on without the fear

Of knowing the ramifications of the walls with tiny ears

Scheming always scheming

And they're scheming all the time

These little schemers they got scheming on their minds

Inaugerate the masses less than wise

The most successful schemers have the most collosal lies