Yeah, yeah, what'd you want? Be cool, George, feathers or fur? Sharp teeth or feet with claws? Whatever's preferred?

Though Grant you all last request to steady your nerves, then podcast the body parts, get severed and soaked

Bring your weak shit where the wolf and now la, 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 witness in the murder like they're rolling with a gang of crows, fuck this 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 hairs are half a puffin' of, expect killings, red spilling and flesh ripping, impressive in it

The death bringin' its head spinning, just kidding every word in its songs about two grown men

Rest up as a bird and a dog

Welcome to the Wolf and our podcast, inside the building once again

Welcome to the Wolf and our podcast, coming on down the mountain tell your friend

We're... oh hold on, this is incredible

What? Thank you so much, you will not believe what's just happened

What happened? Thank you

The swan has just entered the studio and passed me a sausage sandwich

Ooh, what a lot of life

What a lie

Oh my God, swan, rolling double sixes and tricks is

What are the rules about eating gin and podcast people?

You've actually just ties me for it a couple of times, but I'm gonna let you do it

I need to see your face while you're taking that delicious bite by bite in

Okay, each morsel just tantalising your mouth

What, I'm just adding some hot sauce to this

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