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Run For Your Life
03:25
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I saw you just the other day, love
And I don't know why you ran away from me
But now you're gone and I'm missing you so bad
And I'm not about to let it end like that, no
When the moon is high in the trees
You're gonna realize my disease
Woah-oh-oh-oh
My love for you is a little fright'nin'
Straight to my heart like a bolt of light'nin', Woah!
And now I know that I simply must have you
Tonight's the night I'm gonna grab you tight
When the moon is high in the trees
You're gonna realize my disease
Woah-oh-oh-oh
When you run for your life, you do it like a lady
In your pleated skirt, you're drivin' me crazy
I never wanted to fall, but you went and made me
So pardon me if I go a little crazy, wild
One look at you has me salivatin'
As I lie in the shadows waitin' for
That girl that I've been a cravin' for so long
Gonna see you tonight wether it's right or wrong
When the moon is high in the trees
You're gonna realize my disease
Woah-oh-oh-oh
When you run for your life, you do it like a lady
In your pleated skirt, you're drivin' me crazy
I never wanted to fall, but you went and made me
So pardon me if I go a little crazy, wild
1-2-3-4, I'll tell you what's the score
I don't think that I can take it anymore
5-6-7-8, now I can hardly wait
To see you lyin' on my dinner plate
When you run for your life, you do it like a lady
In your pleated skirt, you're drivin' me crazy
I never wanted to fall, but you went and made me
So pardon me if I go a little crazy, wild
Why can't you see?
Lycanthropy
Why can't you see?
Lycanthropy
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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Some can't escape, some never should
Some would burn this city down, if they only could
Other people say that they're misunderstood
But these are just the people of my neighborhood
Unattended children living on my block
Kickin' bullet casings in the parking lot
Been a few days since the last gunshot
Here people act like dogs when the weather's hot
See the cop cars on the way downtown
Listen to the rhythm of the wailing sound
Slippin' down the alley like a wounded hound
And seeping to the sewers of the underground.
You should think twice 'fore you come around
At night this city turns into a battleground
People get lost and are never found
along these boulevards when the sun goes down
Take a look around and tell me what you see
A sea of never-ending opportunity
For hookers on the corner slinging STDs
To folks who can't afford to buy the remedies
These dead-end streets are not the only life I know
I lived different life so many years ago
But so much time has passed that now I call them home
Look out now cuz' here we go!
Some can't escape, some never should
Some would burn this city down, if they only could
Other people say that they're misunderstood
But these are just the people of my neighborhood
Been a long time, but I ain't forgot
Coming back home to a busted lock
Had to think twice 'fore I called the cops
I learned that lesson once from the school of hard knocks
Take a look around, tell me what you see
Sea of never-ending opportunity
For pushers on the corner slingin' PCP
To folks who hit the streets to buy their remedies
These dead-end streets are not the only life I know
I lived different life so many years ago
But so much time has passed that now I call them home
Look out now cuz' here we go!
Some can't escape, some never should
Some would burn this city down, if they only could
Other people say that they're misunderstood
But these are just the people of my neighborhood
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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I was a teenage pessimist
I never thought that I'd be kissed
By anyone so wonderful as you
And, though I wrote you off my list,
These feelings did persist
In spite of the long wait you put me through
Then one fine day you came around
To pick me up when I was down
That's when I told you that my heart was true
And though it took me by surprise
You took a look into my eyes
And told me that you felt the same way too
Well, I knew you were the one for me all along
But there's one question I've been dwelling on:
Why did you make me have to wait so long?
Why did you make me have to wait so long?
I made my mind up long ago
Never-ever to let go
Although I know your love was overdue
And, even though I hoped and wished,
As a staunch realist,
I never thought this ever would come true
Well, I knew you were the one for me all along
But there's one question I've been dwelling on:
Why did you make me have to wait so long?
Why did you make me have to wait so long?
What changed
To rearrange
The sentiments that live inside your brain?
What changed
And what remains?
Perhaps it doesn't matter anyways.
I was a teenage pessimist
I never thought that I'd be kissed
By anyone so wonderful as you
And though I wrote you off my list
These feelings did persist
In spite of the long wait you put me through
Well, I knew you were the one for me all along
But there's one question I've been dwelling on:
Why did you make me have to wait so long?
Why did you make me have to wait so long?
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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4. |
Song Of Reckoning
03:01
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Are we the captains or the sailors?
Are we the prisoners or the jailers?
We tow the line, when it goes slack
We feel the rope across our back
But we remember...
I read your face, it spells out sorrow
Gone is the hope held for tomorrow
No where to run, no place to hide
Nothing to do, but spare your pride
and these words borrow:
(Woah)
Nothing is impossible for
(Woah)
Those who think illogically
(So)
Sink you prohibitions in the sea
Sing loud a song of reckoning
They call us bums, they call us failures
We know that we're tomorrow's tailors
We hold the future in our palm
We're here to fight, this is our song
Let's sing along now:
(Woah)
Nothing is impossible for
(Woah)
Those who think illogically
(So)
Sink you prohibitions in the sea
Sing loud a song of reckoning
They want to break our hearts, but we won't let them do it
We're gonna take a stand, that's all that there is to it
We're fighting for our lives, this much we know is true and
Though it's against all odds, our faith will see us through it
And if we die we will not fail!
One million men will hear our tale!
So raise your sails!
(Woah)
Nothing is impossible for
(Woah)
Those who think illogically
(So)
Sink you prohibitions in the sea
Sing loud a song of reckoning
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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5. |
Letting Go
03:24
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Jillian Wakes me up at six
She tells me the weather, she gives me a kiss
So I'm strong enough to face my busy day
I step outside to sunny skies
Take in a breath, let out a sigh
That northbound 5 is busy all the time
So I...
Turn on the radio and take it slow
Then for a minute I let go
Turn on the radio and take it slow
Then for a minute I let go
4 o'clock, it's ahold of me
Tired again, falling asleep
And the only way that I can get some relief
is to...
Turn on the radio and take it slow
Then for a minute I let go
Turn on the radio and take it slow
Then for a minute I let go
In the mornin', or in the evenin'
Under sky, or under ceilin'
If you're rolling or a reelin'
And you wanna get the feelin'
There's only one place you should go...
Turn on the radio and take it slow
Then for a minute I let go
Turn on the radio and take it slow
Then for a minute I let go
Turn it on and
Turn it up and
Take me away
And we'll do it all another day...
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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6. |
This City
03:21
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This city is a pity
This town will only bring you down
This place is a big disgrace
These lawns are slowly dying
Stray dogs are multiplying
Hard times are all but passing through
I don't know what I'm gonna do
If I don't escape this city soon
Reaching out for somewhere new
But there's nothing there to grab onto
This city is a factory
Producin' pure misery
My soul, I won't let it reap
If there's someone to hear me
Why don't you come near me?
I won't drag you in too deep
I don't know what I'm gonna do
If I don't escape this city soon
Reaching out for somewhere new
But there's nothing there to grab onto
In a pit with a gravedigger by my side
I won't let this city take me down alive
Gonna make a break and head out for the countryside
And I won't be coming back dead or alive
I don't know what I'm gonna do
If I don't escape this city soon
Reaching out for somewhere new
But there's nothing there to grab onto
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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Ugly as sin, dumb as can be,
so I don't know
What it is she sees in me
that doesn't show
But I've been running through her mind again...
Flat on my back, out in the street,
and even though
I drank too much, you think it's sweet
and let it go
Don't you tell me I'm predictable
Heaven knows why you're not tryin'
To turn this coal into a diamond
I owe it to you to be so much more
How can I already be the man you've been looking for?
Do you remember where we used to meet
So long ago?
Down in the valley on Victory Street
On a dead-end road
Where goings on there shall remain untold
If I were you, and if you were me
It's sad but true
We wouldn't end up where we are now
It's nuthin' new
That's why I find it hard to follow through
And if you know just what I'm sayin'
Then you'll know why I'm not stayin'
A girl like you should have so much in store
How can I already be the man you've been looking for?
And so I set out and hit the streetlights
Although I do it on heavy feet
And I start remembering the way it used to be
Though I love you dear, and how,
I can't be here right now (woah-oh)
One of these days, hopefully soon
We'll meet again
And when we do, I hope that you
Will understand
Though it might take some time for hearts to mend
And sure as snow falls in December
The sight of you will always render
The sentiment that sends me out the door
How can I already be the man you've been lookin'
Already be the man you've been lookin'
Already be the man you've been looking for?
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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8. |
I Hate Everything
01:14
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He doesn't read the news, he shoots the television
Hates the local bladders and the life he's livin'
The day he gets a backbone is the day he'll be king
Declaring to the world, "I hate everything"
Yeah, baby, I hate everything
I hate everything
He's got him a gun, twelve rounds of ammunition,
Armor-piercing tips, sits on the television
But the day he takes a life is the day he'll be king
Declaring to the world, "I hate everything"
Yeah, baby, I hate everything
I hate everything
I hate everything
He always limits his mind with his ignorance diet
Hates living his life because he hasn't tried it
So while we grow up, he just sits there and schemes
Singing to the world, "I hate everything"
Yeah, baby, I hate everything
He hates everything
We hate everything
I hate everything
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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9. |
This Moment
03:47
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On a Sunday evenin', while the world is grievin'
For the weekend slippin' from view
You and I are dreamin', starin' at the ceilin'
Lyin' on the bed in my room
Sirens are a-wailin', while the sky is palin'
Prophets are predictin' our doom
We lay close together, locked away in leisure
While our hearts are beatin' in tune
I place my hand upon your hip
I trace one word with my fingertip
You look down deep into my eyes
And all at once I realize
I realize that, darlin'
I don't want nuthin' but to live for this moment
Lyin' on the bed in my room
I don't want nuthin' but to live for this moment
Whisperin' sweet nuthin's to you
Nightingales call when shadows start a-fallin'
Singing out a sorrowful tune
Still we lay together, locked away in leisure
Backlit by the light of the moon
I lay a kiss upon your lips
I hold true love at my fingertips
You look down deep into my eyes
And all at once I realize
That darling, you're my size, and...
I don't want nuthin' but to live for this moment
Lyin' on the bed in my room
I don't want nuthin' but to live for this moment
Whisperin' sweet nuthin's to you
The shadows creep across the walls...again
The darkness slides along the hall...again
Four hours gone without a trace
The clock is laughing in my face,
But all I know...
is that I love her so, and...
I don't want nuthin' but to live for this moment
Lyin' on the bed in my room
I don't want nuthin' but to live for this moment
Whisperin' sweet nuthin's to you
And I don't want nuthin' but to live for this moment
Ain't nuthin' that I'd rather do
Believe me when I say that, darlin', 'til my dying day
I want to whisper those sweet nuthin's to you.
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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10. |
I Can See Through You
03:05
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Like the beauty of an accident
Or the make-up on your face
All I care about's what's inside
'Cuz what's outside is fake
And while you try to smooth it over
With those little deadly pills
Your cracked facade betrays your heart
And it always will
'Cuz I can see through you
Down to the real you
No, you're not what I expected
You're worse than I predicted
I can see through you
And all that you've been through
And it's not wrong that you protect it
After some sick fucker wrecked it, woah-oh-oh
And it's not wrong that you protect it
After some sick fucker wrecked it, woah-oh-oh
You know the rise and autumn of your fears
Has you tossing in your sleep
So many times you spread your thighs
And relish in your misery
You know, it takes some time to step back, baby
When you do, it all seems clear
You're trapped inside a hollow hide
And everybody everywhere...
Can see through you
Down to the real you
No, you're not what they expected
You're worse than they predicted
They can see through you
And all that you've been through
And it's not wrong that you protect it
After some sick fucker wrecked it, woah-oh-oh
And it's not wrong that you protect it
After some sick fucker wrecked it, woah-oh-oh
Now, if you just remain yourself, things are gonna be fine
Don't waste your life, live it for yourself
Or you can pop some pills and wine and sacrifice your health
To further your pursuit to be someone else
Now you don't know why your hopes, they fly
When the moon is in the streets
You wrap yourself in alibis, but everybody that you meet...
Can see through you
Down to the real you
No, you're not what they expected
You're worse than they predicted
They can see through you
And all that you've been through
And it's not wrong that you protect it
After some sick fucker wrecked it, woah-oh-oh
And it's not wrong that you protect it
'Cuz it ain't no fun bein' rejected
(lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum & David Heart)
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11. |
Headlock Of Love
03:18
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Well, she's the heaviest hitter in the universe
She wears a champion's belt with a matching purse
Representin' Motor City, she's a sleek machine
And she can stomp a top contender into smithereens
I met her on the beach when she was all alone
Then she invited me back to her vacation home
Decided I should spend the night
Everything was goin' right
Until she turned around and put me in a headlock of love
I struggled for a minute and to my surprise
I found I couldn't break free though she was half my size
I must have tried out every move that there was in the book
Until she sapped out all my will with a disarming look
The room, it started fadin' to black
I knew there was no turnin' back
She's got me where she wants me and I ain't gonna tap
I'm in a headlock of love,
baby, that's why I bug
You got me where you want me,
I'm the man that you've been dreaming of
I'm in a headlock of love
She's a demon from above
And though it might sound crazy
no, I don't want her to leave me alone
Now, when I finally broke out of my blackout phase
I found I must have been asleep for a couple of days
I looked down at my finger and, oh man, what I seen
A purple hematoma and a wedding ring
At first i thought I wanted to run
But then another feelin' begun
My heavy hitting baby and me, we could sure have lots of fun
I'm in a headlock of love,
baby, that's why I bug
You got me where you want me,
I'm the man that you've been dreaming of
I'm in a headlock of love
She's a demon from above
And though it might sound crazy
no, I don't want her to leave me alone
Hit me hard with a left
Squeeze me, baby, 'til I'm outta breath
If you do, for all time
I'll be yours and you'll be mine
Well, it's been a long time since that fateful day
The bruises have healed, but the love remain
I'm in a headlock of love,
baby, that's why I bug
You got me where you want me,
I'm the man that you've been dreaming of
I'm in a headlock of love
She's a demon from above
And though it might sound crazy
no, I don't want her to leave me alone
'Cuz, baby, when you strike it,
You know I kinda like it
And ever since you hit it,
I never wanna quit it
So don't you keep me waitin'
Come over here and give me a shove
I'm in a..Headlock of Love
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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12. |
Maggie May I?
01:53
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Surrender
02:51
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Surrender!
Watch out or you'll blow it
Surrender!
It's over and you know it
Surrender!
Surrender, 'cuz you're running out of time
Surrender, 'cuz there's nowhere left to hide
Surrender!
No one said it would be easy
Surrender!
It's worth it, just believe me
Surrender!
Surrender, 'cuz there's nothing you can do
Surrender, 'cuz your lonely days are through
But if you worry it will eat up all your pride
And that you'll feel the pain inside
Then just remember what it's like to be alone
and cryin' woah, woah, woah
Surrender!
It's now or never
Surrender!
It can only get better
Surrender!
Surrender to the way she makes you feel
Surrender to the love you know is real
But if you worry it will eat up all your pride
And that you'll feel the pain inside
Then just remember what it's like to be alone
and cryin' woah, woah, woah...
Before those reparations can start
You've got to tear that barbwire from your heart
Those walls you built once served a purpose long ago
If you don't tear them down, you'll always be alone
and cryin' woah, woah, woah
But if you worry it will eat up all your pride
And that you'll feel the pain inside
Then just remember what it's like to be alone
and cryin' woah, woah, woah...
Surrender!
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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14. |
You Were Never Mine
02:48
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Once I was haunted by the memory
of someone who you used to be
And someone that you never could become
My world was dark and getting colder
Every day spent getting older
Waiting for those better days to come
As time went by, I grew obsessed
With pining for that happiness
That once I felt so strongly in my heart
Obsessed with ancient memories,
I shunned my friends and enemies
Who, in turn, watched me slowly fall apart
I long to wake up in the morning in that old familiar place
Feeling like a million bucks and lookin' at your face
I know that patience is a virtue, but I've squandered so much time
Loving you though you were never mine
Loving you though you were never mine
Eventually, my self-decieving led me into heavy drinkin'
Cursin', thinkin', smoking in the dark
My days grew short and nights grew longer
with depression getting stronger
And my future looking rather stark
I long to wake up in the morning in that old familiar place
Feeling like a million bucks and lookin' at your face
I know that patience is a virtue, but I've squandered so much time
Loving you though you were never mine
Loving you though you were never mine
Now, there comes a time for every man
when he's staring down upon the end
And it's up to him to make the final call
It's the last chance that he has got
To shit or get up off the pot
And, with that choice, he'll either rise or fall
Well, on that final judgment day
I chose to rise, I'm glad to say
Those first few steps are such a vital part
And though it took some time, I'm moving on
I'm on my way and it won't be long
And I'm certain that there's better days to come
I long to wake up in the morning in that old familiar place
Feeling like a million bucks and lookin' at your face
I know that patience is a virtue, but I've squandered so much time
Loving you though you were never mine
Loving you though you were never mine
Loving you though you were never mine
Loving you though you were never mine
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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15. |
I'm Still In This Game
04:18
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Each birth of every little baby
Is its own universe
Each one gives Death another trigger.
No hammer's lesson hurts worse.
I won't go out with a whimper.
I won't go out with a bang.
I haven't come into my winter.
I still get hunger pangs.
You think somehow I've been hindered.
I still feel the same.
You won't have me for your dinner.
I'm still in this game.
Every shadow hides a wolf pack
When the days get dark.
The fruit of trees is under snowfall.
We're forced to gnaw the bark.
I won't go out with a whimper.
I won't go out with a bang.
I haven't come into my winter.
I still get hunger pangs.
You think somehow I've been hindered.
I still feel the same.
You won't have me for your dinner.
I'm still in this game.
No matter what part of me gets crushed or cut off,
I'm corn on the cob and I'm ready to pop.
I'm a diamond
Stretched on a white cross,
Cooking in a spoon,
Bubbling, boiling hot,
Writing ecstasy tunes.
Now that I've lit the candelabra,
Join me for a feast.
We'll listen to some Handel operas
While playing Pin the Beast.
I won't go out with a whimper.
I won't go out with a bang.
I haven't come into my winter.
I still get hunger pangs.
You think somehow I've been hindered.
I still feel the same.
You won't have me for your dinner.
I'm still in this game.
(Lyrics by Karl Irish)
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Your words are the sharp knife in my back
I give you an inch and you cut me right in half
But I've learned...
And I've burned...
Since all you speak are dead words
Your words are the strychnine in the well
I turned my back and now I'm going straight to hell
But I've learned...
The tide's turned
Since all you speak are dead words
You're misdirected
And disconnected
You'll know by now
That all your lies will only pull you down
Your words are the bullet in my skull
Your lies are tearin' up my world
But I've known
And I've grown
Since all you speak are dead words
There was a time when life was fine and things were goin' swell
But when I found out that you lied, I didn't feel so well
You put a stain over my name and left me there to bleed
And though you try to reconcile, you never will succeed
'Cuz all you speak are dead words.
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For a little girl, you've got a lot of stories
For a little girl, you've got a lot of friends
You say we've got something in common, girl
What you say don't mean a thing in the end
You tell me that you're tired of livin'
And you wish that you would rather be dead
Well, I've got something to tell you girl,
I never heard a word that you said
Not a word that you said
For a perfect girl, you've got a lot of problems
For a perfect girl, you've got a lot of flaws
You tell me that you're miles above me, baby
But your ego can break FAA laws
You tell me that you're tired of stealin'
But you're running out of money to spend
Well, I've got something to tell you, girl
I've never heard a word that you said
Not a word that you said
For a decent girl, you wear a really short skirt
Little girl, you show a lot of thigh
You tell me how you want me to love you, baby
But you know that I just can't tell a lie
You tell me how you want me to hold you
While you're standing at the foot of my bed
Well, I've got something to tell you, girl
If it were you and me, I'd rather be dead.
Yeah, I'd rather be dead
For a little girl, you've got a lot of stories
For a perfect girl, you've got a lot of flaws
For a decent girl, you wear a really short skirt
...and you're so rotten you break FDA laws
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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Four in the morning, there's a footstep in your room
You'll hear a whisper 'round the drawing room at noon
And in the evening, when you're visiting my tomb
I'll wrap my arms tight around you
If there ever comes a day
When those memories fade away
Well, I will leave you peacefully
But, for now, I hope to stay
Though you're alone, you're not alone
Though you're alone, you're not alone
Four in the morning, there's a footstep in your room
You'll hear a whisper 'round the drawing room at noon
And in the evening, when you're visiting my tomb
I'll wrap my arms tight around you
If there's a better way to tell you
Just what it is I'm trying to say
It's that, though we won't live forever,
It's the love that will remain
Four in the morning, there's a footstep in your room
You'll hear a whisper 'round the drawing room at noon
And in the evening, when you're visiting my tomb
I'll wrap my arms
Don't fear no harm
I'll wrap my arms tight around you
(Lyrics by Wes Tanenbaum)
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West of San Antonio, far beyond Del Rio
Flows the Devil's River, big canyon, rough and wild
Once a pioneering wife, caught by indians left this life
And, there at Devil's River, lay a little baby child
Wolf Girl, you best run home
A female lobo found her there, raised her in a lobo lair
While her love, the river, with the wolf pack soon she ran
Wildest creature in the West, much more cunning than the rest
Lived among the lobos and never knew a man
Awooo.....Hear the lobos
and their leader, it's often told
Is that Wolf Girl of Devil's River
To hear her call makes blood run cold...
Makes blood run cold
A hunt was organized one day to bring the lobo back to base
For seven days and seven nights they chased them in their flight
At last, inside a lobo lair, Wolf Girl fell exhausted there
They took her to a holding shack and tied her for the night
Wolf Girl, you best run home
At night the moon was sailin' high, a thousand lobos gave their cry
Back to camp to kill each man who tried to steal their queen
Wolf Girl led the pack away, "You'll get it now at close of day"
echoed through the canyon of the river's wide ravine
Awooo.....Hear the lobos
and their leader, it's often told
Is that Wolf Girl of Devil's River
To hear her call makes blood run cold...
Makes blood run cold
Awooo.....Hear the lobos
and their leader, it's often told
Is that Wolf Girl of Devil's River
To hear her call makes blood run cold...
Makes blood run cold
West of San Antonio, far beyond Del Rio
Flows the Devil's River, big canyon, rough and wild
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Trash Monsters Orange, California
We are an Orange County, CA punk rock'n'roll band that formed back in 2011. We want nothing more than to provide you with some fun, upbeat music to remind you of your angsty and awkward teenage years.
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