"Divide et impera." - Make others little and you will be great. The philosophy of spiritually deeply uneducated people who know only themselves. He knows Europe will not go into a war with the USA on reason to save the 57,000 Greenlanders. So he attacks them on reason to split the Western World and to destroy solidarity. Meanwhile Greenland - an expression that everyone in the world was able to live with trust in the values of the Western World - lives now in fear of the USA. And more and more people live in fear of the USA - specially also US-Americans who learn the first time in their history that to say something in public against the high traitor Trump will be the end of their career. But still it is not the end of their lifes. What to do now? To howl with the wolves? Not to howl with the wolves? Could be interesting to see the shock of an US-American in a public urinal when you enter and say "TSS! Trump Secret Service. What do you do here?"
Before I howl with the wolves
I'd rather become resinous, warty gray
I'll turn into an owl
Or maybe a gray sow
I won't run with the pack
I don't march in a pack
I've never barked on command
I'm not going to be messed up
I want to grunt at will
On my own, as I please
I don't want to scuffle in a bunch
I won't get involved with any club
Don't count on me to wave the flag
No matter what color they may be
I'm still able to think for myself
And refrain from shouting slogans
And I don't have time for dull phrases
Hackneyed, pompous
To repeat every trace of desire
And what I think fits
Even if I limit myself very much
Not to a button on my chest
I don't want to scuffle in any bunch
Don't get involved with any club.
Before I drum and sing in marching time
And bleat along with the sheep
Many unhappened things still happen
If I ever please myself as a herd animal
And so I take as my motto
None other than this:
Where there are already two, there can be no third!
I continue to sing ad libitum
I'll march upside down
And I still love you alone
I don't want to scuffle in a bunch
Don't let me get involved with any club
Remember, they were twelve
The thirteenth, they coldly
Betrayed and sold to the wolves
Remember: nobody gets old in a club!
I don't care what it's about
More than two are a group
Every third one has a different goal
He nails with an angel's face
Both one on the rail
No, three is already one too many
I don't want to scuffle in a bunch
Don't get involved with any club.