Mother Wolf Lyrics - Give My Love To London - Marianne Faithfull

Mother wolf where are you going? 

That cub in your mouth isn't one of yours 

He is now, and I will fight to the death who say 

different 

The filth that comes out of your mouth, 

I will not listen to 

You treat your dogs better than you treat each other, 

The words that come out of your mouth 

disgust me the thoughts in your heart sicken me. 

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We are the free people 

Who do not kill for pleasure 

We are like a starry night 

We gaze at the world 

Through a thousand eyes 

You people kill only for pleasure 

You have no need and yet 

You cannot seem to stop. 

You murder each other for enjoyment only, 

and with absurd, abstract excuses 

My God, 

how you disgust me! 

(Repeat verse) 

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