Yo, what do you want, beak or jaws, feathers or fur, sharp teeth or feet with claws,

whatever's preferred, they'll grant you all last request to steady your nerves, then podcast

the body parts get severed and sirk. Bring your weak shit, where the wall for now, laura,

that ain't just a mistake, that's an awful howler. Both of them are known to pull up at your shows. Have the crowd witnessing a murder like they rolled in with a gang of crows. Fuck their censorship. Let them see the whole thing. They stay dressed to kill. Never sheep's clothing. Dark enough to turn the sun to the moon. You'll see nothing. All your hears are huffer puff and a expect killings red spilling and flesh

ripping impressive in it the death

bringing his head spinning just kidding

every word in his songs about two grown men

dressed up as a bird and a dog

dog

Hey you welcome to the Wolfram our email special

Tom's eating some granola and yogh

Yeah, boy

Still hasn't finished Oh we're just having a fucking crazy time Listen Tom's eating some granola and yogurt. Yeah, but that still hasn't finished. Oh, we're just having a fucking crazy time. Listen, Tom's having granola and yogurt. I had a little bit of porridge. What we want to know is, what are you having for breakfast at the moment? Is it toast? Is it cereal? Is it a little bit of fruit? Send all your pictures in of you eating your breakfast to Wolfoutout.

Actually, you know what?

Because this pictures thing is exploding.

I've got an idea wrong.

Send your pictures to the Wolf Hour podcast, Instagram,

and then we can regram them from there.

Oh my God, that was such an obviously good solution to that situation.

Yeah, but there's no point putting up a load of pictures of just what?

Hitler.

No, no, no, no, no.

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