Big bad wolves
Huffing and puffing on cheap cigars
Under dimly lit streets
And inhaling substances I do not know

Big bad wolves
Dabbing on their pocket cologne
And chewing on mints
To hide the smell of blood on them

Big bad wolves
Snarling and cackling at jokes
With liquor shining in their throats
They inhale some of the bad stuff more

Big bad wolves
Showing their sharp pointy teeth
At cake-faced and dyed haired babes
Hoping they’ll feast on something raw tonight

Big bad wolves
Also get tired like us
From inhaling, puffing, chugging and smashing
They crawl in their beds and fall fast asleep