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 served.

Bring your weak shit where the wall for 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 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 hear's a huffer puff and the expect killings red spilling and flesh ripping

impressive in it the death bringing his head spinning

just kidding every word in his song's about two grown men

dressed up as a bird and a dog

oh my goodness it's the wolf

an hour we're back in your ear holes.

Yeah.

Wow, you got a different energy.

You've got a different,

you just got a different swag about you.

Yeah, different crib.

Yeah, it's because you're in the castle, right?

You're in... What are you calling it?

Maison Davis.

Mason Davis. Actually, maybe I should get the Wolf and Hour listeners

to sort of come up with names for my house.

That's a great idea.

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