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The Wolf Who Cried Boy

from The Back of the Beyond by Botolph Dissidents

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The Wolf Who Cried Boy

V1
Fear not the fist, fear not the pain
Fear not the trench fear not the blade
For we have borne the weight of chains

Feared not the fist, feared not the pain
Feared not the trench feared not the blade
Inscribe at dawn upon my grave

If I shall fall before I wade,
In freedom’s rivers, don’t forsake


Chorus 1
We begged, we stole we borrowed
And sewed the seeds of sorrow for
Greener pastures of someday
(The crimson saturated ancestral plains)
And it was all for naught for they had soon forgot
And the orchards have been stripped away
Of which we’ll be six feet under anyway

Verse 2

Gather around for the public castration
Of another who couldn’t remember to forget the truth
Assume the position, kowtaw to the nation
As the state puppeteer readies the lube

The money tree has turned to wormwood
Seeps to the roots of society
Poisons the redwoods that always withstood
Now the tail wags the dog so get back on your leash

Chorus 2
We begged, we stole we borrowed
And sewed the seeds of sorrow for
Greener pastures of someday
But it was all for naught so don’t give a second thought to
What you think they thought you’d say
We’ll be six feet under anyway

Verse 3
Man bites dogma, dogma bites man
Wolf cries boy and all is planned
Flames of division have been fanned
Boy Is banished from the land

Freedom for safety we shan’t trade
The battles beckoned, we obeyed
In ancestor's emblems, we stand arrayed
Victory’s arias cascade
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Chorus 3
We begged, we stole we borrowed
And sewed the seeds of sorrow for
Greener pastures of someday
(The crimson saturated ancestral plains)
And it was all for naught for they had soon forgot
And the orchards had been stripped away
Of which we’ll be six feet under anyway

We begged, we stole we borrowed
And sewed the seeds of sorrow for
Greener pastures of someday
And it was all for naught…
Of which we’ll be six feet under anyway

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from The Back of the Beyond, released July 30, 2022

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