In the belly of the beast, I'm a wolf amongst the sheep,
At the bottom of the hill, but at the top of the street.

Above the boulevard, schoolyard, victim of deceit,
And you're runnin' hard, but this wolf is always at your feet.

And you've seen it all before, but the wolf's outside your door,
And you're old enough to run, you ain't hiding anymore.

Another victim of the star spangled banner of the street.

Now you're in the world of wolves,
And we welcome all you sheep.