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We don’t have to go home So early The night is still blushing And the merrymaking Has just begun The Wolf is gone We’ve buried him Under the ashes Of his bones And his victims The Wolf is dead Don’t pull on my sleeve We don’t have to go home So early The merrymaking Has just begun And they’ve just brought out The drinks and roasted pig What are you worrying about? The Wolf is gone They’ve spiked him with silver Through his heart The Wolf is dead I heard that his spine And ribcage Got broken from the jab The Wolf is gone Don’t feel upset Here, have a glass You’ll need it After that We can dance Because The Wolf is dead
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Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 10:41 AM UTC
The Wolf Is Gone
We don’t have to go home So early The night is still blushing And the merrymaking Has just begun The Wolf is gone We’ve buried him Under the ashes Of his bones And his victims The Wolf is dead Don’t pull on my sleeve We don’t have to go home So early The merrymaking Has just begun And they’ve just brought out The drinks and roasted pig What are you worrying about? The Wolf is gone They’ve spiked him with silver Through his heart The Wolf is dead I heard that his spine And ribcage Got broken from the jab The Wolf is gone Don’t feel upset Here, have a glass You’ll need it After that We can dance Because The Wolf is dead
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kayeberry
Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 10:41 AM UTC
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