The Wolf

Once I played in a rock and roll band

Once I hit the road and I never looked back

And never once I thought to ask

Did it mean something that all my heroes drank themselves to death?

I just played their songs, and sometimes had

A few too many beers after my set

Cause, Hell, I deserved it

I deserved it

But there's a darkness that lures you in

In a painted smile it'll call you a friend

But it's the Wolf and you're the Lamb