Текст песни G.B.H. - Company Of Wolves
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We gotta` raise some money for our children,so when they`re old they don`t have to fear.Scratch their back, they`ll stab yours,it`s obvious boy, it`s crystal clear.We ain`t got much all we got is,the company of wolves.They`ll approach you, try to coax you,make you sell your soul.The company of wolves,the company of wolves.Get out of their den, start again,they ain`t nothing but fools.We get tangled in the web of hate,from our piggy bank`s straight back to the fat guy.Turn the tables, throw a rock and roll him,tell him reach for the sky.We got nothin` on our table,nothing on our plate just dirt on the floor.We listen hard for an answer,but only hear the wolf at the door.