Up the Wolves

There's bound to be a ghost

At the back of your closet

No matter where you live

There'll always be a few things

Maybe several things

That you're gonna find

Really difficult to forgive

There's gonna come a day

When you feel better

You'll rise up free

And easy on that day

And float from branch to branch

Lighter than the air

Just when that day is coming

Who can say?

Who can say?

Our mother has been absent

Ever since we founded Rome

But there's gonna be a party

When the wolf comes home

We're gonna commandeer

The local airwaves

To tell the neighbors what's been going on

And they will shake their heads

And wag their bony fingers

In all the wrong directions

And by daybreak we'll be gone

I'm gonna get myself in fighting trim

Scope out every angle

Of unfair advantage

I'm gonna bribe the officials

I'm gonna kill all the judges

It's gonna take you people

Years to recover

From all of the damage

Our mother has been absent

Ever since we founded Rome

But there's gonna be a party

When the wolf comes home