Have You Ever Chopped a Wolf? - Dance Club Massacre

One night road trip to Chicago

I drove down with my friends

This is our last chance for grace

For starters we’ll dine with what we thought to be kings and queens

Turned out to be just Palumbo

Well here we are the Westin Palace, wild packs spread out in the lobby

We chose a different route, the bar

Would ya look at this?

The enforcer, the champ, mid-carders galore

How did we end up here?

This can’t be real

I’m doing shots and bumping elbows with the whole damn show

The bar is closed yet we’re still here

On this night we’re one of them

Finally that wheelin' dealin' (kiss stealin') limousine-ridin', jet flying

(stylin' and profilin') son of a gun makes his entrance

The entire pack howl in his presence in respect

This party has now officially begun

One week before the king steps down from his throne

So long, nature boy