A wolf in a business suit
watch the bastard blow
I’m killing him with kindness
and he doesn’t even know...
the means of production
the source of all wealth
five acres and independence
wolf baby here’s to your health
I wish I could give you the moon
something worth howling at
It used to be yours by right
but you’re a different sort of cat
the will of the people
the truths self-evident
the pursuit of happiness
so many letters that I sent
that said here’s the moon for you
wolf I wanted you to have it
take the clothes off my back
I only wear them out of habit
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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