Wolves

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Monday morn

Obituaries

Capricorn

Wife makes the coffee

Heads out the door

I'm in the kitchen

My daily war

Just give me the work and I'll do it well

I'll drive a thousand miles

A million nails

I feel like a dog

That's been chained outside

Hear the wolves howling

Hear them cry

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

When I was a young man

Eager and bold

I worked for the factory

But they up and sold

Now I've gotten older, country has too

It's all sex and computers

And nothing to do

So give me the work

And I'll do it well, I'll drive a thousand miles

A million nails

I feel like a dog

That's been chained outside

Hear the wolves howling

Hear them cry

Ooh

Ooh

And all these faces look the same to me

Shapeless guises from some memory

Well I've been high, I've been low

Worked my fingers to the bone

All I've got to show is my good name

Just give me the work and I'll do it well

I'll drive a thousand miles, a million nails

I feel like a dog that's been chained outside

I hear the wolves howling, I hear them cry

I hear the wolves howling, I hear them cry

I hear the wolves howling, I hear them cry

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh