Wolves (Song of the Shepherd's Dog)
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โฑ๏ธ 4:57 duration
๐ ID: 479149
๐ Lyrics
Wolves by the road
And a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall
She'll ring out her colored hair
Like a butterfly beaten in the summer rainfall
And then roll on the kitchen floor
Some fucker with a pocketful of foreign change
Song of the shepherd's dog
A pitch in the dark in the year of the lamb
Who's gonna try to run away
Whoever got that brave?
Wolves in the middle of town
And a chapel bell ringing through the wind-blown trees
To wave to the butcher's boy
With the parking lot music everybody believes
And then dive like a dying bird
At any dude with a dollar at the penny arcade
Song of the shepherd's dog
The waiter and the check call the rooster
On a rooftop waiting for day
And you know what he's gonna say
Wolves at the end of the bed
And a postcard hidden in her winter clothes
She'll weep in the back of a truck
To the traitors only trying to find the bullet hole
And then run down the canopy road
Some mother and a baby with a cross to bear
Song of the shepherd's dog
Little brown flea in the bottle of oil
For your woolly wild hair
You'll never get him out of there
And a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall
She'll ring out her colored hair
Like a butterfly beaten in the summer rainfall
And then roll on the kitchen floor
Some fucker with a pocketful of foreign change
Song of the shepherd's dog
A pitch in the dark in the year of the lamb
Who's gonna try to run away
Whoever got that brave?
Wolves in the middle of town
And a chapel bell ringing through the wind-blown trees
To wave to the butcher's boy
With the parking lot music everybody believes
And then dive like a dying bird
At any dude with a dollar at the penny arcade
Song of the shepherd's dog
The waiter and the check call the rooster
On a rooftop waiting for day
And you know what he's gonna say
Wolves at the end of the bed
And a postcard hidden in her winter clothes
She'll weep in the back of a truck
To the traitors only trying to find the bullet hole
And then run down the canopy road
Some mother and a baby with a cross to bear
Song of the shepherd's dog
Little brown flea in the bottle of oil
For your woolly wild hair
You'll never get him out of there
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.81] Wolves by the road
[00:13.76] And a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall
[00:17.48] She'll ring out her colored hair
[00:19.63] Like a butterfly beaten in the summer rainfall
[00:23.06] And then roll on the kitchen floor
[00:25.05] Some fucker with a pocketful of foreign change
[00:29.09] Song of the shepherd's dog
[00:31.43] A pitch in the dark in the year of the lamb
[00:34.16] Who's gonna try to run away
[00:39.88] Whoever got that brave?
[00:46.95]
[00:58.35] Wolves in the middle of town
[01:00.56] And a chapel bell ringing through the wind-blown trees
[01:04.20] To wave to the butcher's boy
[01:06.28] With the parking lot music everybody believes
[01:09.93] And then dive like a dying bird
[01:12.11] At any dude with a dollar at the penny arcade
[01:15.97] Song of the shepherd's dog
[01:18.25] The waiter and the check call the rooster
[01:20.52] On a rooftop waiting for day
[01:27.31] And you know what he's gonna say
[01:33.87]
[01:56.46] Wolves at the end of the bed
[01:58.82] And a postcard hidden in her winter clothes
[02:02.58] She'll weep in the back of a truck
[02:05.01] To the traitors only trying to find the bullet hole
[02:08.56] And then run down the canopy road
[02:10.89] Some mother and a baby with a cross to bear
[02:14.79] Song of the shepherd's dog
[02:16.87] Little brown flea in the bottle of oil
[02:19.50] For your woolly wild hair
[02:25.13] You'll never get him out of there
[02:32.11]
[00:13.76] And a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall
[00:17.48] She'll ring out her colored hair
[00:19.63] Like a butterfly beaten in the summer rainfall
[00:23.06] And then roll on the kitchen floor
[00:25.05] Some fucker with a pocketful of foreign change
[00:29.09] Song of the shepherd's dog
[00:31.43] A pitch in the dark in the year of the lamb
[00:34.16] Who's gonna try to run away
[00:39.88] Whoever got that brave?
[00:46.95]
[00:58.35] Wolves in the middle of town
[01:00.56] And a chapel bell ringing through the wind-blown trees
[01:04.20] To wave to the butcher's boy
[01:06.28] With the parking lot music everybody believes
[01:09.93] And then dive like a dying bird
[01:12.11] At any dude with a dollar at the penny arcade
[01:15.97] Song of the shepherd's dog
[01:18.25] The waiter and the check call the rooster
[01:20.52] On a rooftop waiting for day
[01:27.31] And you know what he's gonna say
[01:33.87]
[01:56.46] Wolves at the end of the bed
[01:58.82] And a postcard hidden in her winter clothes
[02:02.58] She'll weep in the back of a truck
[02:05.01] To the traitors only trying to find the bullet hole
[02:08.56] And then run down the canopy road
[02:10.89] Some mother and a baby with a cross to bear
[02:14.79] Song of the shepherd's dog
[02:16.87] Little brown flea in the bottle of oil
[02:19.50] For your woolly wild hair
[02:25.13] You'll never get him out of there
[02:32.11]