I never saw you arrive 
Although you're always around 
Making your day 
Close to the ground 
Around with the pigs 
Feeding on what's left behind 

Adapt your colours to my mind, chameleon 
Fooling all those who are blind. Chameleon 
Adapt your colours. Chameleon 

I never saw you leave that day 
Fed on what was thrown away 
one-eyed king 
Leading to be blind [bad word] of pigs 
Until nothing is left to find