Mother Wolf - 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

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!

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

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!

Mother wolf, where are you going?

That cub in your mouth isn’t one of yours

He is now.

I would fight to the death any who say different